Me

A poem about myself for a stranger's eyes.

I walk like a blizzard,

after the children have played.

I run like the sea,

changing from calm to ill.

I crash upon your shores,

washing the sand prints away.

I push everyone like,

a sandstorm conceals all there is left.

I smile like,

the fallen leaves of autumn.

I cry like,

 a storm unleashed upon the innocent.

I survive like,

a desert whose lips haven't been touch with rain.

I am me with a trench of 

insecurity of an old aged lion.

I barely

hold on like a butterfly.

But i stand there 

like a mountain whose 

seen life passing by.

Reviews

[iamshadowine]

wonderful write! incredibly amazing!
keep writing :D