I'm the hill you try and climb over.
But when I say hill I mean a mountain!
My peeks are higher then you could ever reach. Yet we know you'll try and climb to the top anyways and that's okay, you can go right ahead and try and concor me.
Because when I've had enough ill just shake you off, and by shake you off I mean I'll unleash a mighty earthquake upon the very ground you stand!
The kind of earthquake that will wash away all the hatred and negivity you throw at me.
But, When I say throw? I mean dump. A cascade of endless emotional turmoil you dump over me each day I wake up and each night I fall asleep.
You make me feel like I'm nothing.
By nothing I mean insignificant, useless!
Like I could easily be replaced and forgotten.
As if my peeks could be washed away with enough of your words.
Because your words are endless. Like waves from the harshest seas.
But I'm strong. You know I'm strong. My peeks my be fragile and broken but with ever wave you throw at me you wash away that weakness leaving behind only the strongest parts of my mountain.
My willpower will never falter, for I am a mountain, and you?
You are a breeze.
©lost-one
L