I keep my head held high
when I walk
when I talk
wherever I go
whatever I doI keep my head held high
even when I have a burden weighing me down
even when I can't feel anything
even when I don't have to
even when I don't want toSo I hold my head high
I face my destiny
as I dangle
swaying from side to sideA stool fallen on the ground
My hands are limp by my sides
Unshed tears in my eyes
The hopelessness subsidesMy head is held up high
even when I am gone
by a taut rope
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Shush [Poetry]
PoetrySHUSH is a collection of free-verse poems regarding Self Harm, Hurt and Suicide with U in the middle. Each part is a single poem. Do vote for what you like so I will write more of it! Onwards my fellow readers! And Thank You (Yes, you) for reading...