Poems

Poem #3 - Unbreakable

[A/N: I drew/ wrote the image up top.]

Each scar

and bruise.

Branded on my skin

only shows what

I've been through,

what I've fought for.

I've been beaten down.

I've been through hell and back.

It made me who I am,

but it does not define me.

Just because I am

bruised,

scarred,

beaten.

Doesn't mean I'm broken.

With a heart of gold.

A will of steel.

I will fight it all,

until my very last breathe.

Even if i fail to survive.

You'll never break me.

'Cause all I've been through

didn't make me weaker.

It made me stronger.

It made me

Unbreakable.