I'm not your punching bag.
I can only take so much
but you make me take
much more,
exceeding my limit.
And just like a punching bag,
it begins with a small cut.
But when you keep punching it,
at a certain point
the whole thing will burst.
Just like me.
Right now
I'm only waiting for my time
to break completely.
-Tris
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PoetryHighest ranking: #6 in Poetry on February 17th 2018. Winner of EYHO Poetry Contest. Official poetry Instagram account: @trisha.poetry "Every soul has suffered one way or another. It's just a matter of how badly bruised yours is compared to others." ...
