The Battle

A constant struggle I face

I am a firm believer
That testing your strength
By testing others
Proves nothing.

You only know how strong you are
When you feel that sensation.
When that little shake tremors up your frame.
When those chills bury ice into your blood.
When the flashes burn your insides.

When you lie down at night
Close your eyes
And stare at the inside of your face
For seven f*****g hours.

When your legs,
Just helplessly resting in front of you,
Start fighting to escape
And your bones try to crawl out of your skin.

And you want to scream
But you can't make a sound.

And that's when you realize...
If I knew that this was in store for me
I would have never f*****g touched a thing.

Now you know you have two options.
Fight it with everything you have.
Fight it until it stops, no matter how long it takes.
Or give it what it wants.
Hush is up for a while until you decide to go for option one again.
Either way, pain lies ahead.

Fight or flight.
Kill or reward.
I pick reward.
Because that's all I've ever done for myself.
And if it eventually kills me?
Then I know I f*****g deserved it.

Reviews

[Roger Ferguson II]

poor word choice, no real flow, but it does have some raw emotion to it.

[YouoweYoupay]

What a powerful presentation. Honestly this was an amazing picture of internal human struggle. Rushing with suspense and fear of facing fear. I enjoyed very much and I can relate to it very well. I can feel your fear and I know it like the lines on the palm of my hand. Thank you so much for the read request.

[SilentDreamer]

I know what you mean. Well thought out and I can tell you mean every word.

[DamienHino]

I really felt it. It started off really clear and thought provoking then got poetic it was a nice transtion then it turned dark. loved it great poem thanks for sharing.