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The Sorrow Of The Doctor
I've seem many things, felt a lot more,
I never quite got over my role in the Great Time War.
So I decided to flee,
In a blue box where my past would be far away from me.
Even when I would die, I'd just come back again,
With more burdens and scars for me to try and mend.
I often sit at the edge of space and think about all that I've done,
The sacrifices I had to make and the promises I broke, to protect the people who dwelled on the 3rd planet from the sun.
I'm a doctor, who can't even save himself,
My hearts are heavy and it's beginning to effect my health.
I've lost one person I really adored,
She was always so delighted to just go through space and sore.
But now she's gone,
I've lost an amazing pawn.
Although I'm a doctor, I can't heal everything,
I suffer too great and I'm not even able to sing.
All I'm able to say is Allons-y,
There's nothing much more I could tell dear Alonso.
Now I sit alone, on the edge of my blue box,
Watching the Earth go through another equinox.
I am the last Timelord of Gallifrey,
And here on the Earth I will stay.
Because here I am needed,
And with all my power I will keep the Daleks at bay.
Isolated from the World
(Isolated from the World)
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