Inner Child

The riveting pain holds me to the spot
Like childhood trauma that time forgot
And how do I take care of that inner one
Somebody’s daughter or somebody’s son
Floundering, drowning, trying to stay afloat
Then suddenly Jesus is on the edge of the boat
Pulling me in
Putting my faith and trust in him

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