February 16, 2017

She shrugs her frail shoulders 
And stands against the tide 
She acts as if words don't hurt 
That stares don't make her hide 

She prepares herself from torture 
Something she remembers from long ago
When she let the world defeat her 
When she trembled and didn't say "no"

She feels each deadly poison knife
Each cold and brutal hand 
Strength isn't what you overcome 
It's what you can withstand 

1 comment:

Nabila // Hot Town Cool Girl said...

This is amazing! The rhythm flowed so well and it was also quite emotional and just awesome. You are a super talented writer. :)