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Denial (2)

Who else

Would pull me to my feet?


Who else

Could understand

The depths of my despair?


When all was


You shed a light

And I would

curse you

for daring

to bring the sunlight


I stumbled down the trail

And you lit the path


Yours was the hand

On my shoulder

When I needed



Yours were the whispers

Of encouragement


Denial and disbelief

Muddied my thoughts


You persisted

Ever so lightly


You knew


I would come to you

Only to turn away

Again and again


Doubts big and bold

Held me tight


Darkness would

Come over me again

As I tumbled back down

The rabbit hole


You were there

To draw back the curtain

And allow the light in


You would extend a hand

Only to have me

Push it away


How many times

Have I rejected you?


Denied you?


Despite my flaws


My arrogance


And stupidity


You saved me

From myself

Over and over


How can I deny that?

 © 2018 Penny Wilson



Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing, Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. You can find more of her writings on her blog at and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.

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