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<div><span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><b>Written by Jordan Taylor Dubin</b></span></div>
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<p>What happens<br />
When a savior needs saving<br />
What happens<br />
When their guilt is revealed<br />
Not a weakness<br />
But still seen as a negative<br />
The savior needs saving<br />
‘Cause no one floats forever</p>
<p>What happens<br />
When a savior needs saving<br />
The voice for the voiceless<br />
Becomes raspy and sore<br />
Overwhelmed<br />
Sick<br />
Tired<br />
Stop</p>
<p>What happens<br />
When a savior needs saving<br />
A call to Superman<br />
Can’t cure the pressure<br />
Friend<br />
1<br />
2<br />
3<br />
4<br />
5<br />
Drops a bomb<br />
Their life in your hands<br />
Kindness turns cold<br />
Empathy strikes<br />
This isn’t good<br />
Tears fall<br />
Again<br />
And again<br />
And again</p>
<p>What happens<br />
When a savior needs saving<br />
Depression falls<br />
A childhood motif<br />
Chugging along through life<br />
When one is generous<br />
A bite in the butt<br />
Permanent damage<br />
Recalled as a nightmare<br />
But I’m awake<br />
Yet no one can hear me</p>
<p>What happens<br />
When a savior needs saving<br />
The dreaded words ring in my ears<br />
“I need to talk to you”<br />
I say<br />
“Maybe&#8230;I have a lot of work to do”<br />
A sad reply<br />
On the other side of the door<br />
Unnecessary guilt fills my soul</p>
<p>What happens<br />
When a savior needs saving<br />
I stand<br />
Door wide open<br />
Head resting on the door frame<br />
Your somber face greets me<br />
Because I don’t have the answers<br />
I don’t have the time to stop and help<br />
Solve your mundane interaction<br />
I verbalize this<br />
And you say<br />
“Okay”<br />
So I begin to shut the door<br />
But you proceed to vent<br />
Don’t<br />
Do<br />
Not<br />
Blame me<br />
For not knowing what to do<br />
You’re 22<br />
I’m just trying<br />
To make it through today</p>
<p>You say<br />
“Take a mental health day”<br />
I think<br />
“You’re the reason I’m like this”<br />
My emotions scare you<br />
You are hypocritical<br />
You are fearful<br />
Why is it so surprising to you<br />
That I feel things<br />
Why can’t I share what I’m feeling<br />
Without judgment<br />
Without your phone in your face<br />
Without your video blasting<br />
If you don’t give a shit<br />
Don’t ask how I’m doing</p>
<p>What happens<br />
When a savior needs saving<br />
I know what it’s like to sit alone<br />
I know what it’s like to take a seat<br />
And have every classmate leave the table<br />
I know what’s it’s like to be told<br />
That your friends doesn’t want you<br />
But can’t give an actual reason why<br />
I care<br />
I love<br />
I treat with kindness<br />
I treat others the way<br />
I want to be treated<br />
I do everything I can<br />
To make sure no one feels the way I did</p>
<p>You say<br />
“Aww, you’re so sweet”<br />
Yeah<br />
I am<br />
Stop abusing it<br />
Stop<br />
Abusing<br />
Me</p>
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<div><em><strong>Jordan Taylor Dubin</strong> is an actor, theatrical mover, writer, teacher, and huge musical theatre nerd. She was born and raised in Southern California and is now living out her 13-year dream of living in New York City. She holds a Bachelor of Arts degree in Dance &; Theatre Performance and Psychology from Mills College. During the day she works as a theatre teacher and staff associate at a college, and at night she&#8217;s an editing manager and freelance copy editor. Jordan is thrilled to have the opportunity to be published in Rock the Pigeon. </em></div>
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When A Savior Needs Saving by Jordan Taylor Dubin [Poetry]
