oh wounded self.
deep in the confines i felt your heart beating ever so slightly.
i felt your tears streaming lightly
as though the whispers you had attempted came through the
saltiness of your fears.
oh little one.
how you tried to find your way into this place and call it home
and how time and time again you got pushed deeper from the sole.
i never said i miss you
i never said i'm sorry.
but i do.
and i am.
i have walked proudly and stoically as this warrior self ever since i can remember
completely unaware that under all that armor
the beat of my essence
was waiting to be heard.
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