Photo by Polina Kuzovkova on Unsplash
Was I born with crooked feet?
Destined to stumble?
Or is it just that this world
and all of it's rocky
ragged edges,
all of it's cliffs
and the people willing
to push you off of them
is full of too many ways
to fall?
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
My Poetry Collection DEMORTALIZING is out now!!!: https://a.co/d/5fqwmEb
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also become a paid subscriber, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.