Fight.

Fight.

A Poem by A Risen Heroine.
"

Yeah, I might sound like a f*****g phsyco...

"

Was this over before it ever began?
I fell in love with your littlest sin
Yes your f*****g sins.


How come could I be so dumb?
so f*****g blind?
so f*****g desperate?

All the pain I thought I knew
is nothing compared to what I feel
what I feel when I think of how you treated me.


As you touch me
I feel a fire burning in my hands
how I wish they was able to hit your cheek!


My fist right against your nose
your mouth
your forehead
yes I'm not able to stop it now
I have to let out the f*****g anger
the f*****g agony
my f*****g sadness.


You're heeding to the hospital
my fist is covered in your blood
the blood from your nose
yes from your face
how I love it.

© 2011 A Risen Heroine.


Author's Note

A Risen Heroine.
Ignore Grammar Problems Please.
Yeah, I might sound like some weird phsyco... sorry about that.

Honest Oppinion Please.

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This was very...violent. But I guess that's how all fights are. :]

Posted 13 Years Ago



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