Blast From The Past

I found a poem I wrote when I was 16...and re-wrote at 18...aah, the innocence...here it is with explanations of what i think I meant at the time (?) in brackets:

*Like God to an atheist
And the living undead
Love to a heart broken,
The voices in my head

**Voices I'm numb to
Voices I shun
Shouting the truth
The truth I turned from

Wake up to life slowly
And shed a large tear
I begin to feel loved
But also sense fear

I knew a little girl once
One who couldn't see
Resentment and sadness
But grew to see me

I'm the voices I'm numb to
I'm the truth I turn from
I'm that lost little girl
But with you*** I am one

Despite all that is^
But with all that can be^^
I am at peace now
With you I am free


(*Things that don't seem to exist??)
(**Possible Hetfield influence? LOL)
(***You: the better part of me? Some yin/yang reference?)
(^negative : present)
(^^positive : future)