Monday Poetry

I’m Saved

By Billie Daddario

The lonely nights of childhood I thought would never end.

The fear and sadness I thought would never end.

As an adult, I discovered the loneliness, the fear, and the sadness go on forever.

Even when I’m not alone, I’m lonely and sad and the fear comes back as soon as I’m alone again.

It follows me like a dog nipping at my heel, wanting to swallow me whole.

The shadow getting bigger, taking over my own, and now I am gone.

Except for the shadow that isn’t me but is the other.

It’s all become too much except the notes the Doctor writes?

I’m saved?

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