I throw a pebble into the water and watch as the water ripples.
Each one different size and color symbolizing my thoughts.
One comes in my head damaging me and then it sinks into the lower part of my head.
After the damage has been done, my head ripples like the water and then my head becomes still again.
One pebble at a time gets thrown into the water and as I watch the water ripple, I realize how similar we are.
For one, I am as weak as water yet I'm strong.
If something gets thrown in my direction, I fall then I get up.
But when I'm whole, standing and strong, I can overcome men and destroy them all as well.
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It hurts to be Me
PoetryYou ever read poetry that's so deep and relatable you save it. No. Okay, that's only me. Anyways this book has poems that will leave you thinking for a while. Know that once you read these poems told in my story, you won't be able to stop.
