In The Dark

💡FIGHTING💡

I stood tall
Pride being my fuel
Ready for the fight ahead

My arms were steady
My breath even so
The smell of anticipation was in the air

I entered the fight
With a goal in mind
To win this fight

I swung and I blocked
Holding my posture with ever blow received
Barely flinching

My pride had dissipated
So now my fuel was the pain
Pushing me to hold on

And with a final blow
I fell to the ground
Darkness all around

The pictures of him standing tall
The feeling of failure
Running in my veins

But with a final push
I breathed out the failure
Standing tall once morr

I put my hands up
Taking in a sharp breath
Holding my stance

The punches that followed were quick
Straight to the point
True even

So I stood
With an opponent infront of me
An obstacle to overcome

This is life
A journey of falling and rising
A journey of fighting