The sun blinded my eyes
The wind slapped by face
Yet I climbed.
My father’s yells thundered my ears
My mother’s tears flooded my mind
Yet I climbed.
His words broke my heart
Her actions lost my trust
Their lies were bullets to my heart
I needed to escape; I needed to climb.
My past is an incessant nightmare
My future a wounded trail;
With nothing to lose
Nothing to gain,
I hitch my bag
Tie my shoes
And I climb.
Just me by myself
I climb.
-AA
2 comments:
Did you write this? It's beautiful. If you did write it, you are very, very talented!
yes, i wrote it & thank you so much :)
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