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Teddy

A poem about dreams and addiction

By Shay SavagePublished 3 years ago 3 min read

She hurries up the boardwalk, chasing her brother,

A tattered teddy in one hand, her mum's in the other.

Why are we running? Why leave our home?

Our home is no longer and now we MUST go!

Don't look back little girl, you won't like what you see,

A wave, tall and thin, towering over the trees.

But my teddy, he dropped, I must go back and get him,

It's not safe little girl, you have to forget him!

She ignores the advice, to her mothers dismay,

She slips under the rails and runs back the other way.

The wave is aggressive and it's getting closer,

Destroying all paths, houses flipping over.

She knows that somewhere just over the hill,

Is a land of promise, a better life to fulfil.

The teddy, who's whereabouts she'd have to guess,

Would ensure she risks her life in the process.

The decision's not made as it all fades to black,

She's back in her bed, she's flat on her back.

This time she realises she's 20 years older ,

But the dream, so vivid, she's now sweaty and colder.

She thinks of her life and how it could relate,

What did this dream have to do with her fate?

Her days are wet with sweat, succumbed to addiction,

Her relationships tense and thick with friction.

She know there is light just over the hill,

But she has little drive, she has little will.

Why doesn't she just get back on the right track?

Her teddies are her friends, which are holding her back.

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About the Creator

Shay Savage

Writing. I loved her. She was my best friend and my saviour rolled into one. I then found stability, a 'real' job. I did what they said I should do. I guess I'm just a girl in her late 20's, trying to fall in love again.

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