Nightly Routine

*buzz buzz buzz*

(I don’t wanna get up)

(Ugh this phone is so bright)

(4:00am. Great)

 

*click*

Hello?

(Here we go again)

“Hey Bri, did I wake you up?”

 

*sitting up*

(Three nights in a row. Will I ever get a break?)

Nah. I’ve been up all night watching TV.

“Oh that’s cool”

 

*getting up*

(Might as well get a drink while I’m up)

“Any good shows?”

Sarah, why are you still up?

 

*silence*

Sarah. Please talk to me.

(Should I get my parents again?)

Sarah what’s wrong?

 

*sniffling*

“I was thinking about him again”

(I swear I will hunt this man down)

Sarah you can’t let him haunt you. Have you taken your medicine today?

 

*silence*

Sarah why aren’t you taking them?

(Her mom needs to get it together and help her!!)

“I ran out and my family doesn't want me to have more.”

 

*sipping my juice*

They telling you to pray again?

“They think if I go to church more I’ll get better.”

(You can’t pray a kid better! She needs to go back to therapy!)

 

*pacing the kitchen*

(I can’t wait till college where she's away from them)

Sarah we know they are wrong. You just have to hang on a few more months

“I know. It’s so hard Bri. I don’t want to be here anymore”

 

*sobbing*

Sarah I want you here. Your friends want you here. I need you to hold on. Please

“I have the pills in my hand now. It’s why I called.”

(Jesus should I call 911??)

 

*soft crying*

Sarah I need you to put those down. Remember last month?

(She’s gonna go back. They are going to Baker Act her again)

“Yea…It was horrible”

 

*grabbing the house phone*

You don’t wanna end up there again right?

“yea it was scary”

(Damn right it was!)

 

*dialing 911*

“I just feel hopeless. Like I wont get better.”

(Just wait till college when I can help more. Please)

Sarah I promise you will get better. But there is a lot of work to go.

 

*shuffling*

“Your’e right. I put them back”

(Thank. God.)

Ok that’s good! Every time you stay strong you are one step closer.

 

*put the house phone down*

Now you need sleep. We still have one more day till the weekend.

“I don’t know if I should go”

(She needs to be out of that house)

 

*heading back to bed*

I think you should but if you can’t make it you have to text me.

“I will. I think I just need another day off”

(She’s missed so much. The school is gonna call home again.)

 

*lying back down*

Ok Sarah. Whatever you need to get better

“Thanks Bri. I’m sorry for bothering you”

(I am going to be exhausted tomorrow)

 

*becoming drowsy*

Your’e never a bother Sarah. You going to bed?

(Please say yes. I need to sleep)

“I’m gonna try. Goodnight Bri”

 

*hanging up*

(I hope she's not lying)

(I wish I could help more)

(I’m so sleepy…)

 

Based on a true story

This poem is about: 
Me

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