You’ve Got This – A Poem About Friendship

You’ve got this, she said
when I couldn’t even put on my shoes.

You’ve got this, she said
when my head was aching from all the crying.

You’ve got this, she said
when my throat hurt from gasping for air because the words wouldn’t come out.

Panic-stricken I was,
despairing like a hungry, stray dog.

You’ve got this, she said
when showering was out of the question because I would have had to handle myself.

You’ve got this, she said
when I knew everyone could see I was a mess and was laughing behind my back.

Funny, there was no reason
for any of it, I had a job, friends, a loving family, even a nice dog and a summer holiday.

Still, panic-stricken I was,
afraid of everything and everyone.

You’ve got this, she said
right when I wished I could crawl into a hole forevermore,  the deeper and darker, the better.

You’ve got this, she said,
fed me and clothed me, held me up and got me to use my legs again.

Panic-stricken, I ventured out with her
for a brief moment, the sun struck me for a brief moment.

You’ve got this, she said
the next day when we took two steps instead of one.

Every day, every day, every day, she said,
you’ve got this.

The sun, the eyes, the warmth of other bodies, the song of other voices
began lifting me out of the hole, you’ve got this, she said.

Out of the hole, I had legs again and feet
sweet fresh air freed up my throat and sucked words out of my heart.

You’ve got this, she said as the blood returned
and the deadness began ebbing away.

You’ve got this, she said, having held my hand all along.
She was my mother, my sister, my brother, my friend, my neighbour, my colleague, and the voice of love in my heart.

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Written by Anita Alig

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