You stand tall,
I stand tall.
We're in each others face,
Both trying to be brave.
Your word's knock me down,
And I hit the ground.
The wind knocked out of me,
I can't breath.
Your face loses color,
When you realize I'm not responding.
Your words killed me,
But now I'm free.
You blame yourself,
Cause there's no one that can help.
You struggle against depression,
You understand word's are weapons.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!
