Everyone has stress,
but mine is like a dragon with fiery breath.
Don’t really know when he’s gonna strike next.
Everyone deals with depression,
but hers is like standing on treacherous ice
don’t want to slip & fall ’cause it cuts like a knife.
How she deals with her slippery slope
is different of how I deal with a deadly dragon with no hope.
I strap up & prepare for battle and go -
As I hold up my shield & draw up my sword,
the dragon breathes his fiery breath.
I take a chance, duck, & hold my breath.
I’m behind a boulder, don’t really know how I got here.
Don’t really know what might happen next;
but all I know is that my dragon is still alive,
I'm almost out of breath,
and he is out there taking other people’s lives -
and I keep thinking that this is the end,
and how I am next.
I’m not a brave & noble knight.
I feel like a coward who can’t really fight,
but as confident as I am -
I draw my sword & come out from behind the boulder.
I plan on slaying this treacherous dragon with fiery breath
I plan on getting rid of my own stress.
Everyone deals with stress,
it’s like a dragon with fiery breath.
You have no absolute clue when he might strike next;
but I plan on trying to be a brave & noble knight
trying to conquer my dragon as if it was my last & only fight.
Health and WellnessJan 16, 2018
Poetry On Odyssey: Dragon With Fiery Breath
I plan on slaying this treacherous dragon with fiery breath
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