Broken Yet Fit For Fight.

I thought I was used to it..

I thought I was imune..

I told you, you couldn't break me..

Hell I was wrong..

You did it perfectly..

Now it's a little too late to save "us"..

You messed around with me..

I should have seen it coming..

You always do..

You won't change..

You send me to hell once again..

I got my a*s burned..

You killed me inside.. Again..

The demon from withing is fit for fight..

 

 

Written By: A Fallen Heroine.

Date: 26th of april.

Dedicatoin: The Murder.

 

Author's Note

Ignore Grammar Problems.
Honest Opinion.

Reviews

[Cynthia]

I think its great! Fight for yourself, since you can do it, 'broken yet fit for fight'... I love this title, very strong and powerful, also your poem. Love this really much, and it hurts when someone hurt one inside, where its most easily broken...
Nice written!