Cover of Poem: Received

Poem: Received

I’m worried about my poem.

Sitting all alone.

Received, no Progress.

Is she scared? Is it dark?

Is it cold? Are there

spiders and snakes?

Or is it blank.

Like purgatory.

Like nothing.

Does she feel unwanted

unloved? Does she think

I abandoned her?

I wish I could tell

her I love her.

Always will.

No matter what.

I check on her

every day.

I’m watching, making

sure she’s okay. I can

see she’s still there.

If things don’t

change soon,

I’ll Withdraw.

Bring her home.

But for now,

I’ll wait with her.

Until she turns blue.