Losing
She lost her father,
And she lost you,
She lost her ability to trust,
And she lost the one thing that was hers.
She keeps losing,
I’m just scared it’s the only life she’ll know.
So I curl my fists in anger,
Naturally slipping into a fighting stance.
My warriors and I are out for blood.
We see it.
We smell it.
We need to spill it.
But only she holds us back.
Because even after everything you’ve done to her,
My beautiful best friend
Is still protecting you.
2012/12/01