This morning I put on my war paint
And headed out the door
I dodged bullets from their eyes
The grenades from their mouths
I swam in the lake of poison
And cried in the artillery rain
Tonight I take off my war paint
And climb back into bed
I’ll get little sleep
And be ready for it again
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Author:
Amykate (
Offline) - Published: August 10th, 2019 17:48
- Comment from author about the poem: To anyone struggling with mental health or bullying.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Standing up to bullies is the way to be as all bullies are cowards.
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