Confession (Performed at the Finals of the 8th International Poetry Slam Cyprus in 2025)

When I was 6 my father said he found the love of his life

And it wasn’t us

My father died that day, so what`s the fuss

36 years later he came back to life
Still together with his wife

My grown-up self said I understand, but it wasn’t true,

My younger self then thought, oh well fuck-you….
I am still in hurt, don’t you see, don’t you feel, i need more time so I can heal.

Time heals all wounds I heard so often. The pain will go, the scars will soften.

It’s not true, I realize, if not treated properly it will return in some disguise, and bite your arse, or worse

When I was 42 my father said he wrote a family Storybook, not for fortune and fame, but what the hell where was my name.

My grown-up self said I understand, but it wasn’t true,

My younger self then thought, oh well fuck-you….you see there’s nothing new

Today it’s different I can say, me and myself we found a way

It took so long for me to see what really mattered, hopes and dreams were shattered,

on the way to find some peace

And yes the pain will ease, and will never go away, but by now that’s OK.

On my way, I found a friend, a comrade, a fighter.

A soul in my soul and I feel much lighter.

We gave each other what we thought was lost.

Love, trust, care, and humility at all cost.

So finally we were reconciled and he goes by the name of Inner-Child

=Its never too late to date your Inner child!=