She was
yeah she was
it was just "who she was"
and then she met
he
he was
hard like a rock
no room for compromise
rocks will fall
rocks crush bones
and spirits too
and so it was she
or admired the he
who crushed her like a bee.
She was
yeah she was
it was just "who she was"
and then she met
he
he was
hard like a rock
no room for compromise
rocks will fall
rocks crush bones
and spirits too
and so it was she
or admired the he
who crushed her like a bee.
Comments
I wanted to clarify that this is about feeling crushed, not actually being crushed.
No bones were crushed in the inspiration process of this poem.