Inner Child

There's an emptiness inside me
  that I'm unable to touch.
I'm full of love from head to toe,
  but scared I feel too much.

Don't want to be a leader,
  yet I want you to follow.
Your love for me gives me strength
  to take the pills I swallow.

The home we've made together
  is a loving, caring place.
I'm thankful each and every day
  that I can touch your face.

Still trying to cope
  with my fear of the unknown.
I've seen a lot in all my years
  and know that I have grown.

Yet there are many moments
  when I'm still that little girl.
Feeling lost and confused --
  overwhelmed by the world.

I'm told I need to take control
  and kick out the "what ifs".
Wasting time with worrying
  bombards my mind to bits.

How do I tell that little girl
  that things will be alright?
That along with times of darkness,
  there are many beams of light?

I close my eyes and see her face,
  loving, trusting and kind.
Looking at me for answers
  that I have yet to find.

I'm still a work in progress.
  I've lost my confidence.
Baby-stepping through each day,
  hoping to clear that fence.

Knocking down the wall I built
  to keep the pain away;
My child and I will learn to run
  and take that leap one day.

We will do it together.
  We'll make that running start.
I know we can because I feel
  your love deep in my heart.