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Visiting My Younger Self


If I could visit my younger self I would go back to the day when…
I could laugh freely without feeling as though I was inconsiderate
When I was too innocent to know that I was destined for destruction
Destruction of the soul and heart, never truly knowing why

If I could visit my younger self I would go back to the day when…
I felt as though I was meat for a lion, teeth tearing through flesh
I’d tell myself I didn’t need claws and acid words to usurp others
When I didn’t feel as though the world was a kill or be killed one

If I could visit my younger self I would go back to the day when…
It didn’t feel like every choice I had to make was a fork in the road
When choices came easy and without drastic consequence
I’d be a light in the woods so I would know which way to go

If I could visit my younger self I would go back to the day when…
The world was still blue and not grey, sadness over emptiness
When the ocean of tears was just water lapping at my toes
Back when my heart wasn’t drowning but alive and beating

If I could visit my younger self I would go back to the day when…
One hundred dollars felt like one million, when money had meaning
Where I didn’t have to dish out my paychecks like rations
When I had no true responsibility or debt to others

If I could visit my younger self I would go back to the day when…
I felt like a cloud that could drift and never be caught
Unknowing of the tears that would rain and vanish me away
Like a butterfly whose beauty is fleeting and short

If I could visit my younger self I would go back to the day when…
I fit like a pre-cut gem on the crown that was my family
When the clock didn’t feel like it moved faster and faster
When I thought that my life was the machinations of another

If I could visit my younger self I would tell her that…
Her life never got easier no matter how hard she tried
There was no one who could magically take her problems away
I would tell her that In the end the only constant in life…

Is me.

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    Based off a prompt from Healing Through Words by rupi kaur