My Child

I am here for you, my child. 

I beg you to not fret;

for we are here in any time of need. 

Whether it be during the long and sleepless nights,

or the mornings where nothing ever happens. 

You need not to worry anymore, my dear.

I am here for you, my child. 

I beg you to not weep;

do not cry over the ones that have hurt you in your life,

for they do not deserve the tears that are shed from your eyes.

Nor do they deserve the breaking of your fragile heart, my dear.

I am here for you, my child.

I beg you to not be angry;

they do not understand the frustration they cause you in your life.

Your voice echoes loudly throughout the place you call home,

yet is it even really considered home?

A home is where you feel at ease -

the place where you feel safe and secured

from what the outside world throws at you.

Home is where a family should love one another,

where they get along and happiness is filled in every room

My dear...

Home is not where you should feel anxious,

Home should not cause you to cry,

Home should not make you feel angry.

Yet all of these things happen every day .

Every second,

of every minute,

of every hour,

of every single day of your young life.

No one is able to save you from the pain you feel;

whether it be from the mental pain your home causes you,

or from the pain you inflict on yourself.

My dear...

I am here for you, my child.

Though your heart may be broken,

and your wounds still stay open:

like you’re waiting for anyone to come along.

To come along and hurt you, my child.

“I just want to feel something,” you say.

Though we all know you what you wish for is happiness.

I am here for you, my child.

When you are lost in the forest;

or just lost in that mind of yours.

I will be there to guide your way back,

back into this strange world of ours!

I am here for you, my child.

To make you become whole again.

To mend your broken heart

To patch up the wounds,

and make you feel at ease once again.

To make you feel anything other than what you are used to!

To make you forget what pain and sorrow is like!

To make you forget your anger and frustration!

To make you forget being anxious and scared!

I am here for you, my child.

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems.
Please tell me what you think of it, and if there's anything I can do to fix it!

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

It feels like someone is standing at the side of me, assuring me that the situation will get better even though the world has caused enormous pain to me... It's not easy to motivate a person, but your poem brilliantly shows up like a ray of hope in the midst of dark night... You have quite patiently yet strongly put your supporting hand to the reader... How beautiful this is... The poem is such gorgeous work on its own... Brilliant....

Sincerely
Dhiman

[Matching Socks]

This feels very comforting and soothing, either as a parent to child or perhaps a priest or God.
Unconditional love... Good, very touching,

[Gray]

The one speaking take on a role similar to God. Always watching. Knowing the hurt that won't go away will always be there but hope is not lost. I think you did fine in writing this.