They are watching.
Waiting for me to break.
I cannot show weakness.
I will walk with my head high and my walls built.
You all are sick.
Whispering about things you know nothing of.
You do not know shit.
Leave me be.
I am not some wounded animal you can prey on.
I will not let you get the best of me.
Try me.
Embarrassment and shame may be eating me alive, but I will not let you finish me off.
This is war.
And I am learning that the only person I can trust...
Is myself.
YOU ARE READING
My Heart is Crying
PoesíaLittle snippets of thoughts and feelings of difficult personal times. Hoping to connect to others and show that you are not alone in tough times. I have felt pain as well. We can get through this.
