looking into the light
trying to find the strength it takes
to be a strong woman
to be dependable and honorable
I close my eyes
and listen to the world
but it has nothing to say
so I walk away
I keep moving forward no matter what
being the strong one for my family
I’m not weak
but yet I’m not strong
I cower in fear
at his threats
or at memories
terrible, nightmarish memories
then my mother lifts my head
and kisses it softly saying
it’s amazing how I haven’t broken yet
I am a strong women
ok so this poem I put up for a contest...please wish me luck I need it
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My Crazy Peotry
RomantizmWell its what the title says its my crazy poetry...these are made from me from things that happen in my life and thoughts I have. <3 some are love...some are horror... hope u enjoy
