I'M Still Standing Poem by Hezekiah Tiamiyu

A blow of pain
I have been strucked,
When she left me
To face the world alone.

Your well-played bluffs
Throwing me to the ground
Eeeeeww
Painting me with mud.

And when slaps of failure
Made me bow,
With shame and disappointment
I buried my head deep.

Standing on the edge
Of the rock face,
My hands were left cold,
When you turned your back on my call.

Did you think I will crash?
Fall and never rise?
You mocked me with pity
Thinking I have given out.

See now, as I have risen,
Dusting my behind.
With my heads raised high, I say,
I'm still standing.