Punching Trees, poem (257/365)


She likes to start fights
With inanimate objects
Punching trees
And kicking walls
She likes to scream
At nothing at all
To afraid to say
Heartfelt lines
To real people
She makes apologies
To winds and rainbows
And oceans and sands
But some people
Would rather talk
To a thousand grains
Then painfully wait
For a human response


One comment on “Punching Trees, poem (257/365)

  1. jameskolt85 says:

    I like your poem! You should check out my blog I write a lot of similar stuff jameskolt.wordpress.com

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