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I Am a Mountain


A mountain only falters in the moment before it collapses

Just as I do.

We stand tall and proud and firm

As the world carves us hollow.

 

Birds and butterflies know nothing of my world

As I know nothing of theirs,

But our desire to fly is as equal in intensity and importance

As a mother’s need to protect her child.

 

The words that fall from my tongue are heavy and brittle and quiet

When I defend myself

But become fierce and strong and powerful

When defending

Anyone else.

 

The love I possess stretches as far as the sky,

But as the sky coats the earth,

My care consumes me

And causes me pain.

 

I love too much.

I love too many.

I do not love myself.

 

I am standing tall and proud and firm

As the world carves me hollow

Like a mountain.

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Comments (2)

Iota685
<p>I liked your poem :)</p>
T. Talbott
<p>So good, I really liked it. It gave me a sense of melancholy, but also a sense of pride...I don't know that's how I felt while reading it.</p>

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