Carry On

Poem about being knocked down just to get back up

You knocked me down
so many times before
watched while I hit the 
hard cold empty ground
while these cracked pieces
shattered all around 
I laid there so lifeless
so exposed and broken
drowning in the endless tears
that I had hidden deep inside
Standing there hovering over me
you think you have won
little do you know the fight has just begun
Like all the times before
ill pick myself up
tape my pieces together
and simply carry on

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Author's Note

I like my writing how it is. No input needed. This is the beauty of poetry. Thank you for reading.