A Kite In Stormy Winds

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The sadness of those who cyberbully

Submitted: November 05, 2011

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Like many before me, I have built a wall.

One created as a result of rumours, lies,

remarks, hurled my way by adversaries

bent on my destruction.

While it stands, I cannot trust you, my

enemies are many and not always seen.

Their words cut like sharpened blades.

I have no artillery

I have no troops

I have only confusion and the armour

of one ill-prepared for such a fight.

A fight I did not ask for.

My enemies have assembled together

to cause me harm. I can no longer

tell friend from foe.

Those I know have sided with these

Cyber-space rumor-mongers

to protect their own fragile reputations,

leaving me to fend for myself.

Now, like a kite in stormy winds I am alone,

struggling, my wall losing its pieces.

But worst of all, I've grown tired, defeated,

and hopeless.

Exposing me

leaving me open

and ready to crumble.


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