An ache, a choke
A pain in the fingertips
The delicacy of personality
Knowing the harshness of what will come.
Others, their tone
Bland in the face of kindness
Even the loudest voices
Questioning what shouldn't be -
The cruelty of apathy
The tragedy of time;
There's only one thing that they don't see
Simply because of themselves.
The diamonds, brimming with brilliancy
Their edges sharpened and protective
A delightful rarity of armour
Bursting despite all knowledge of tragedy.
How brave it is to be different;
How hard it is to be scared
And yet have to keep going, onwards.
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About the Creator
Ruby Red
Heya friend, I'm Red!
I write poetry, so subscribe for a hint of vulnerability, some honesty and the occasional glimpse behind my mask 🌱
Taking a break from Vocal; focusing on my anthology 🫶💖
AI is not art.
Center Stage with Gina C.
*** I'm keen to republish the interviews I did for my series with Vocal creators. It's been a few years and I thought it might be nice to revisit these wonderful conversations. I'll be releasing them one at a time for a few weeks/months.
By Heather Hubler6 days ago in Interview
Comments (1)
"delightful rarity of armour" is a SPECTACULAR way of describing this!