meh poem "desert"

[Not_here]

I'm a stranger in a strange land
Trudging through hills of sand
My stomach swallows my chest
My hands quaver in protest, as
My legs beg to rest
But the sand does not end

I bite my lips knowing the truth
I must face the desert and pretend
that the wind does not pelt punches every which way I turn
and every which way I go that the sun does not burn
So I wrap my self in my arms
So I catch the last drop of water
So I hum my favorite tune,
and trudge through
Again and again

edit: formatting issues fixed on its own no complaint there. So I just took out that begining complaint about my formatting issues.

[¯|_(ツ)_|¯]

This is not meh at all. I like it!

[hocus pocus]

This is awesome! I really like the topic you compared your feelings to.

[Not_here]

thank you both <3

[Kintsukuroi.]

You did a really good job on this and it isn't "meh" in the slightest. I really liked this part:

I bite my lips knowing the truth
I must face the desert and pretend
that the wind does not pelt punches every which way I turn
and every which way I go that the sun does not burn

[Not_here]

thank you Lexi