She couldn't tell
when I needed help.
She couldn't see
when I hissed and fell.
She screamed and yelled.
She must have known,
her words swayed my tone.
She must have seen,
I'd grow to be
who she taught me
not to become.
YOU ARE READING
GIVE YOURSELF A TRY
PoetryMy poems might not rhyme completely but you'll feel what I felt as I wrote each word. Based on things that I have went through in my life. Writing is basically therapy to me, so keep it close it your heart. There is a lot about love, overcoming tra...
