Not a rock

Crying,
  running towards help.

Still you pursue.

Finally,
  she huddles.

Laughing,
  you grow closer.

Mistake.
 
Very big mistake.

Not a wall,
  she sought.

Not a boulder to hide behind.

Something,
  normally quiet.

Not a rock.

Reviews

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I have come back to this today after sitting with it for quite some time yesterday. It stayed with me and I am not sure how to express what it says to me...it is something I feel from it. Love it.

[Jon Roggie]

Thanks. This is a bit too fresh. Response to my niece being bullied and coming home crying.

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

How painful for her, and for you. I've had trouble with bullies myself...still hurts. Thanks for giving me the insight into the poem. I hope her situation gets resolved and that she finds strength and wisdom in dealing with it.