4 year old inner child

While in rehab,

In a river writing session,

I found my first memory.

Laying my mother’s arms breastfeeding.

Rocking...

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth.

Golden yellow and sparkling.

New baby eyes seeing only her face.

Mostly her glittery golden energy frequency.

After hours of talk therapy,

Discovering pieces of me.

Missing so many.

I go to the water for Mary Cain to cradle me.

Rocking...

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth.

Lifetimes of them killing me come rushing.

witch hunts dripping sienna and ivy.

Seeing beyond black and white for the first time since 3.

In another dimension, timeline unknown.

Saving myself; where others have abandoned.

Pulled from the well, unearthed.

I dowse the flame, funeral ashes coat my milky skin.

Rocking...

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth.

I have risen.

Standing on uneven footing.

Swaying in the subtle breeze.

For the first time I see a variance in green leaves.

Did you know shadows have six layers? Full depth perception tastes neon pink.

Four year old inner child me sees auras clearly.

I hold her tightly.

Rocking...

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth.