I am most like water.
Water is pushed and pulled to the lowest place,
But tries to help others float.
I can be rigid and frozen
Unrevealing.
Hiding parts of myself to be dug up by someone interested enough to find the real me.
But I can also be steaming hot.
Passionate and relaxing, while building pressure within my mind.I can sometimes be like the earth.
Silent.
Patient.
Shifting.
A cold crust hiding a molten inside.
Jagged in some parts.
Smooth in others.
Every part of me is beautiful in its own way for those willing to appreciate me.I am like fire.
Predictably unpredictable.
Raging and calculated.
Controlled chaos.
A living breathing beast.
Smoke rolling off my shoulders,
As villagers beg for mercy.
I burn them.
Slowly painfully.
Angrily.
I live in my embers.
In the dim orange glow.
I burst when someone or something gets too close.
My actions can cause irreversible damage.I'm the least like the air.
I'm blunt and not sensitive like the air.
I can't often dodge around my obstacles.
If you tried to breathe my personality,
You would choke.
I must be experienced.
But, like the air, I am taken for granted.
But it's okay.
No one knows
How important
Something is
Until they
Lose it.I'm all of the elements
Mixed in strange ratios making a hulking beast.A beautiful
Caring
Smart
Sweet
BeastA human being.
Author's note:
Hey, guys! This book isn't really going to be updated every day for all eternity. I wrote a lot of poems and was really excited to share them but I limited myself to publishing one a day so I wouldn't fall behind like I have with my other books. Be expecting a Thanksgiving update on all my stories!
Shout outs to prinrosevalintin and TheOneTrueFry for being super supportive and sweet. Prin helped me get over my fear of posting these poems, being a poet herself, and TheOneTrueFry has always been supportive of my work. You should really check out their work. They're really great people with amazing ideas and stellar stories.
-Cat
(Did I really just use the word 'stellar'?)
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