I’ve been fighting it for so long.
But the blows keep on coming.
I can’t even remember the last time I had a chance to attack back.
It’s just so swift so precise.
So many think I’m strong.
I have to be strong; too many can’t stand to see me fall.
The crows circle overhead waiting for me to fall and not get up.
Waiting for the circle of spectators around me to disperse.
To give up on me.
The armor I made is broken
Pierced by its sharp blades
This wasn’t fair, it knew my weak spots
Where and when to hit.
But everyone warned me it wasn’t going to be fair
I feel like I’ve fought for so long
But it’s not even to close to how long others have fought
My opponent isn’t even as strong as others have been
I know it
I want to be strong.
I want to prove to all those watching that I can win this
That I can push it to the ground and give the finishing blow
But I can’t
It’s just too quick.
I’m too easily knocked down now
I need this round to end
I need to go back to my corner
Hold on to what I’m used to
Laying here face first in the mud feels so good
But I know I need to get up, she won’t let me forget.
I’m scared of the day I can’t get up.
Because that day I’ll know I’ll lose everything
That day I’ll know I’ll lay there and stare into the lifeless eyes of my foe
And lose myself
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