Brittany Lee Allen

So Does This (a poem)

A single tear
on the bed
as I stare at the white wall we painted when I felt 

Depression is a funny thing;
you don’t always see it coming.
But it comes
like those waves at the Outer Banks
that almost drowned me.
We laugh about it now, 
how silly I looked running from the shore.
But it scared me.

And so does this.
So does this.

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