Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places


The Younger Me

I did not know

I would find you

way down beneath

these layers

Layers of lies

and pain

fears

and memories

but as I felt these

as I revisited and acknowledged them

I started seeing you peek through

I saw you in the mirror

the younger me

asking to be loved

asking to feel safe

All along

this pain I ignored

was you asking for my attention

If I had known

that going through hell

would lead me to my younger self

perhaps I would have started sooner



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An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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