Poems

You Have to Save Yourself

For days I've been waiting for that special person to come and take me away.

Things have just started to take a turn for the worst.

I remain faithful that they will come, I just have to pray.

The days turn into weeks and I can't help but curse.

I take a deep breath and say to myself just another day.

I keep my head up high as pain takes over once more.

Once again feeling my hopes decaying more and more every day

As weeks turn into months I just stare at the door.

Surely any day now someone will save me from this prison

I'm held captive in my own body and mind.

Could my hope of rescue just be another superstition

My thoughts of reality are slipping have I gone mad, or blind

It's been years since happiness has even been a thought in my head.

I started to doubt someone will ever come to get me

I'm starting to think I might as well be dead

Realization hit me, could it really be?

My prince charming isn't coming to save me, he never was, and he never will

The key to my recovery has been with me all along

The answers have been hidden by the imaginary thoughts bouncing off my skull

I was supposed to save myself all along

No one is going to come and save you like in the fairy tales or the movies. The only option is for you to save yourself. So stop waiting for your "prince charming" and do what you need to do for your sake.