You Are My Wings

I said that my stomach is made of steel
my blood cold,
my heart pure stone.
And you laughed,
you always laugh.

I said I wanted to cry,
curl up on my bed
give up...
And you laughed so much,
That you almost cried.

Finally then I told you
That I just wanted to be who I am
To live fully and truly,
To be free.
And you stopped laughing
and smiled at me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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June 15, 2020 at 8:42 PM
Your poem really does a great job creating a mood. Also the imagery of the wisps of hair escaping the braids was spot on. I love the ending with the writing on the palm with her fingers. Nice work!
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