You wound me.
You hurt me
You cut me with your eyes.
You try to defeat me,
With your bitter twisted lies.
But I will not break,
No,
Not for you.
I am strong
And I have heart.
And I will not bow down,
No matter what.
It is hard to keep my head up
Some days,
But
I will.
Because I will prevail.
And you shall not defeat me,
Not today,
Not tomorrow,
Not ever.
For I am stronger than you think.
YOU ARE READING
The Poet
ПоэзияThis is like a window to my soul, look in, see the sights. Should it not please you, put a curtain over it, I won't mind. *send a poem if you want me to post it!*
