November 9, 2022
I kept hoping you would come save me,
That somehow you would swoop in and everything would be okay.
But my nightmare is my own ,
Something that I hide by day so that no one is worried or afraid.
The image of you rescuing me is a fantasy I know,
And the real you deals with real problems in your own real world.
But even the imaginary you has power to help me,
And in the dark, I trust you when you say everything is assured.
It is I who has given you agency to help me,
And I know it is I who have given you the power to rescue me.
But I still feel helpless and alone,
Hoping as I wait for you to come back home to save me.