He said:
I’m sorry that I couldn’t save you:
I had neither the courage, nor the time,
And nor the love, and nor the substance necessary
To stand between you and the monsters,
Devouring your feverish, enchanted mind;
/
She said:
I understand and do not blame you,
I, too, you see, lacked all the things you lack:
I ran faster than ever-speeding seconds,
Away from ruthlessly incomprehensible responses
To questions that I read between the lines upon my hands
/
He said:
I thought, you would, as always,
Save yourself…
/
She said:
I tried, as always, but that night, somehow,
I failed
This is beautiful! I’m currently getting together a book (The Mental Health Struggle – From Agoraphobe to CEO) of people’s stories, poems, pictures and quotes to raise awareness for mental health. Do you think it’s something you would like to be involved in?
Thanks
Rebecca
Hi Rebecca! Thanks for stopping by my blog. I’m very flattered you liked the poem. I would be happy to discuss your project and how I could help. Feel free to drop me a line, and good luck with your writing!
Another fine poem.
And again, thank you for reading and letting me know you liked it!
I guess ultimately we fight our own battles
I believe so. Somehow, I feel like we often end up alone in the most dire situations.