I know I usually write some long rant or answer a question that I have had on my mind, but this entry will be different. The only words that I can possibly express myself is a poem that I wrote. It was one of my earliest ones, so it is not the best, but I still enjoy it. I hope you do as well.
I Will Not Bow Down
I stand here before you
As low as I can go
You’ve taken me
And beaten me
And thrown me to the ground
You stand there above
Smirking as you watch
Laughing at my cries of pain
And knowing that I’ve lost
Your bitter poisonous eyes
Staring me down
Wishing you could see me
Bow before you now
Too bad that won’t happen
Anytime of the year
Because the only time I’ll bow
Is when my body’s taken to
The ground
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