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When I Was Adult
How reconnecting with my inner child restored something no therapy could.
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If you have felt, at some point, the nostalgic desire to reconnect with childhood vibes, you were neither alone nor wrong. This poem highlights the great amount of healing and restoration that comes with overcoming the fear of being oneself to embrace one’s forgotten inner child.
When I Was Adult
I saw myself outgrow innocence,
Into a costly age that made no sense.
I had mistaken growing up
With growing wrinkles inside my sparkle.
As I walked past the juvenile,
I saw them play with peewees.
All I could do was involve my eyes,
Because the years I carried frowned upon them.
When I was out there,
I knew exactly what my soul salivated for,
But adulthood had come with a stern code
Of keeping my soul cravings to myself.
I had lost the innocence that redeems the soul
From crashing at the weight of keeping it grown-up.
I listened to the hum of a quiet hell
That my counterfeit…
