They tell me to leave
Go go go away
But I stay
Standing there without a fright
And they know
That I don't leave
Without a fight
So I hear the crowd coming towards
Yelling chants of grief
Fight fight fight
They shake from the core out
Looking at me with fear
I hear them whispering
Thinking about who I going to win
I think she's going to win
No I think he is
I don't let their thoughts reach to me
I look into the eyes of him
Only to see fear
Struggling to hit me
I dodge each hit
Only to see him trying more
Not giving up
The crowd strikes
Saying their comments
Oh my she's good
Look at him trying to hit her
They say things
Yet they don't know who I am
I watch as he tries even more
And I know it is time
To return the hit
So I watch him
And bring out a little of my pain
Striking him with a force
That leaves blood trailing
And him on the ground
The crowd gasps at what I did
How did she do that?
And to a man?
Will he get up?
But I know he can't
He can't get up
For my force was to much
And I have shown too much of me
I see him lying their
And the ambulances come
He is token away
And I leave
Yet they don't know my pain
Which isn't physical
But mental
They don't know the tears
Inside of me
Pushing to come out
And drench me
But I hold back from the mental fight
And let it come out when I'm alone
For this wasn't a physical fight
But a mental one
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Hidden Inside (A Poem Book) (On Hold)
PoetryIt's all Hidden Inside. Deep within this poem book. Feelings of disparity to happiness. Depression to smiles. The journey within. Through my poems. By, Raya Bhuiyan
