poem- a stroke
i have been writing poetry. i hope you all like it.
A Stroke
Yesterday I cried.
You swirled into my life like a tornado destroying it piece by piece.
You are silent but yet deadly
You are a stroke.
Today I cried.
I screamed a silent scream, knowing that my cries and screams would go unheard.
I cried for the yesterdays I could remember and the tomorrows I could not imagine.
I cried for the me that was confident, the outgoing me.
I cried for my independence
I cried for the life that is no more.
I cried because of you, so nasty a stroke you are.
Tomorrow I will cry, cry for the old me that is no more.
I will cry for the new me, the me that will learn to smile and be confident once again.
The me that I will learn to love and respect thyself.
Tomorrow I will smile and embrace the new me, the me that will not give in to a nasty thing called a stroke
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