I found a hole in my soul

A child lives there

All this time in the darkness

Hurting alone and mute

Silenced from the beginning

Never screamed or cried aloud

She never spoke never revealed

Secrets her prison bars

Strangled alone without voice

Protector or validation

She had lived on suffering

Wounded waiting for me

Joy is in having found her

Still alive after all this time

She is a miracle breathing life

Into my empty soul

-Betsy-

May 1989