The hurt is deep, the road is long,
You feel so lost, where do you belong?
I know right now it seems so weak,
But hold on tight, my love.
It doesn't vanish, that's the truth,
The pressure stays from early youth.
The comparisons, the angry sound,
The flinch, the fear, when she's around.
Almost striking, but doesn't land,
You'll understand, with helping hand.
The future shifts, the path unwinds,
The love you find, of different kinds.
Not the strong man, Dad spoke about,
A different love will blossom out.
A surprise, a gentle grace,
A woman's love will fill that space.
She'll be the world, your everything,
Joy and laughter, she will bring.
Kind and loving, weird and bright,
She'll chase away the darkest night.
She'll help you heal.
The perfect love you're meant have.
You'll love her too, I know you will,
Just hold on tight Good luck,
my friend, along the way,
There's brighter days.
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Author:
Bri J (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is how i feel about my inner child i guess i would call it because times are rough as a child even more so if we are forced to grow up before we're supposed to.
- Category: Sad
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