To My Future Self

When I am down

Deep in the pit

Clouded and surrounded by

Tears and anxieties

There is one person who can get me out.

I look, and I see her

Shining in the sun

She reaches out her hand

And I take it.

So familiar.

I am lifted

Up and up

Into the light of day once again

I look to the future and I see her

She tells me to take my time,

I will be her eventually.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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