A poem I wrote about mental health which I posted on Instagram at @moonwakewords. Hope you enjoy <3
An acrostic in tanka format.
I Climbed- Out Of Breath And Fighting This Harsh Life- Reaching For The Sky- Until The Branch Snapped.
All about my twig. #challenge
Have you ever felt tired?
I wonder where she is now.
Just some thoughts on today's prompt: twig. I'm still new at this, so any and all feedback is welcome.
When I was young I was always picked on. I was very skinny so the kids made fun. They called me a twig and then they would say don't go out in the wind you might blow away.
It was who, For whom i became happy.
My response to the daily prompt 'twig'