“Grow up.”
Excuse me?
“I’m sorry;
It’s just that
I can’t be the one to pick you up
Every damn time you fall apart.
It’s not my job;
You’re not a child,
And I’m not your parent.
And I think we both know
That I’ve shown you
More than enough times
That I would do
Just about anything for you.
You are, after all, my best friend.”
Pause.
Deep breaths.
“I’m sorry, Bud.
I can’t stand up for you, anymore.
But, if you really want me to,
I’ll stand up with you.”
Another pause.
A tear is shed.
“I can’t be the one you need
At all times.
I just…
I can’t do it anymore.
You know,
Sometimes,
Wonder Woman needs to save herself.
And if she can do it,
So can you.”
Prompt: Write a poem with an apology.
