Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2016
looking at my arms and legs
they were never really
the length i'd hoped
they'd grow.

struggle
always seemed to come out
of this predicament

but
I had family.
A family of giants
who could all,
individually,
catch fish with ease
or pick the freshest fruit from the highest tree.

they never forgot,
though, about their dwarf
of a brother-
they protected me
like I was one of their own.

they loved me, and i loved them back.

most of the time, anyways
i can't blame them
for mistakenly
stepping on a dwarf's pride
self-worth
self-confidence
because a dwarf could never really
assert his presence as well.

where would i be without them, the giants?
where would i be without them?
without them?
i'm nothing.
just one of those 3am thoughts.
Written by
Nath Rye  unexplored territories
(unexplored territories)   
1.3k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems