Death taunts me, saying
“Go under the water
Never come up
You’ll be fine, better even
It would be so easy”
But I can’t
I am not that weak
I am not that broken
I am stronger than death
I still have a rock, a shield
So leave me alone
Go back to your weak prey
Stop wasting your time
The strong never cave
-Chickadee
Poetry and Prose by Chickadee 