My inner child still awaits.


I know my inner child is not satisfied
Living the life of a young girl.
My childhood has passed,
Yet I still dwell in it.
In every relationship I encounter,
A quiet wish rises inside me—
That they would treat me like a child.
That I could cling to them
Like a little girl, full of life,
And finally experience
The childhood I never got to live.
Sometimes I make myself small, almost submissive,
Even though I know I am strong,
Just to feel that parental love,
The warmth, the affection
I never got to feel.
I know my journey of healing
Will never truly be complete
Until my inner child
Can laugh, play, and be held
In the way my soul
Has always, always longed for.



Poetry by Nisha
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Written on 2026-03-16 at 01:17

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BiancaF01
I absolutely love your story it is beautifully written! Your story is so unique and original, it is a master piece. You are one talented writer I really enjoy reading your story. Keep up the good work. Your writing is magical! ♥️🙏

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2026-03-20


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
This poem is an extremely emotive expose into part of the lifelong psychological effects of deprived childhood affection. The protagonist's honesty and integrity shine through in every phrase. Bravo Nisha... and welcome to PoetBay. Blessings, Allen
2026-03-16


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very touching, and true, to me. A beautiful, wistful, poem.
2026-03-16


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
A very good work, Nisha, welcome to poetbay
ken d williams
2026-03-16