And I slipped
Fell
Lost control
And tumbled down
Down
Down.
Fear.
Down at the bottom
With all the broken rocks
And deep cuts
Scars that will probably be there forever.
Get up
Try harder
Be proud of the scars
Climb back up the mountain
And don't fall this time.
YOU ARE READING
Translated thoughts
PoetryJust a book where I put all the emotions I don't want to show Welcome to my head Collection of freestyle poems (The first few suck. But then they get better. I promise)
