Moving Myself The Mountain

There is a hurt, she carries deep
Unaware of the pain 
The mind protected away 
Locked in hidden boxes

Childhood scars, still whispering 
Peeling it's way from inside 
A band-aid cant stop the bleeding 
Here goes another day

Clattering sounds of distraction 
She has no time for pain
Simply shoving down feelings 
It's easier this way

Sadness and pain are not for her
Not what she wants to do
Discomfort is off the table 
I'm sorry she cant hear you

Converting to kid like states
She said I'm done with you
Unwilling to hear the answers
She pouts, now mad at you

Stomping around for a while
Foolishly closing you out
No means to deal with such subjects 
The venom slowly leaks out 

She keeps making every wrong move 
Two steps front, ten steps back
Creating new scars every time 
Self hate is all that's left 

Knowing full well she needs to talk 
Easier said than done 
The prying of her inner sorrows 
She needs to show someone

Needing a plan to get over
The mountains in her past
To truly love herself 
God's overcomer at last.