The Self Hug
the past and present forgive each other without apologies
The little girl inside me just jumped As I opened my notes app And started writing this poem She seems to react to the littlest things Maybe she’s jumping for joy Or maybe she is trying to escape I don’t know how to decipher her feelings It is neither pain nor pleasure Maybe she has claustrophobia Her jumps are cries for escape Every attempt to soothe her Reminds her of how simple it could’ve been Maybe she feels the weight of my choices To please her and wrap her heart in love So she jumps to speak without words To say how much I am appreciated I guess the girl always craved these times But she’s angered at how long it took All the years of climbing and falling Felt like unnecessary past pain I don’t know why I keep saying maybe She is me and I am her Truth is, she feels like a stranger I guess I should reintroduce myself Should show her around? Tell her that life looks different for us now? Would she be proud of me? Do you think she’ll enjoy it here? The finite answers are unknown I don’t think they really exist I hope one day her and I could figure it out Until then, she is safe with me -neen