Reece

autobiography-Reece

Harder Than It has To Be?
I wake to the white I sleep in the cold I try with all my might Not to cry But I can't sleep at night.

How strong do you think I am? How much can I take of this? The cold makes my pain 10 times worse. And it hurts as bad as when you step on broken glass.

I see little children With sparkles in their eyes And smiles upon their faces Dogs are dancing in the snow

I wish I could be that happy But I have no reason to be. That's why I never am.

Am I a Rock? Or a Rose? Or a Fist? How much can I take of this? The winter has won this time. And it is... Harder than it has to be...

Rhyme: might, night Hyperbole: the cold makes my pain 10 times worse. Imagery: I see little children With sparkles in their eyes And smiles upon their faces Personification: Dogs are dancing in the snow Simile: It hurts as bad as when you step on broken glass Lines: 24