Written Febuary 29, 2012 (Leap Year)
Resilient.
They say I am,
But who can tell
Not just them.
A bounce back pro,
I fall on my face
Then get up and go.
I can’t sit back
And claim this defeat,
I keep climbing
on my own two feet.
I claw and I punch
The walls that block my path,
Somehow return home
To reflect on my past.
So a rubber band
A bounce back pro,
I’m stronger now
Than you’ll ever know.
Note for the Author:
I wrote this poem after I hit rock bottom in Texas. I was unhappy with my life, my decisions and the jerk I was with, but I kept talking myself into dealing with it. Then he left, went home to Alabama, and I was able to get a break from his bullshit, and I found resilience. The poem was how I felt about my ability to move forward from the wreckage. I may have allowed him to come back into my life, but it was never real. I hope you enjoy.
-Nic<3
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