Fighter

Thu, 12/27/2018 - 09:48 -- rree01

Here come the landslides

this will be a ride

Hit me with your best shot

I promise I’ll fight back

Knock me on the ground

I’ll get back up and stand

After everything I’ve been put

through, I’m strong enough and

capable of defeating you.

 

You can call anyone

to come strike me

with my iron fist you can’t catch me

like the speed of lightning 

I’m a fighter uprising 

my tears replicated the instruments 

playing, through those dark times

I was able to find my identity—my personality.

due to the choreo of bullying from you all

I’m stronger and not the same man I used to be.

 

Your words may be sharp like knives 

but who’s back are they entering

Your egos may have popularity 

but who’s actually following?

Your reputations may seem like gold

but your hearts are stone-cold.

 

I’m not afraid to speak my mind

even if it means crossing the line

many of you thought I was a failure

but in the end I was never a loser.

I’m confident in my appearance 

In the mirror I see a fighter 

My story is engraved in my arms

it’s like wearing a tattoo sleeve.

 

My fists aren’t tired

It’s just the beginning 

I’ll show you a true fighter

you can be the rain storm even

the hurricane in my days

you will never make me 

drop to my knees.

You can pin my failures against me

but in the end it will never define me.

 

this is the last time

I will ever feel hopeless

I have faith and hope 

imprinted in my eyes

the lions heart pumping through

my veins, the roads that lie before me

come with all your might 

trail against me 

place blockades 

you won’t break me.

 

my darkness lives in the past

I’m running to the finish line

there’s no more hiding,

this is my morning/late night ride 

it doesn’t matter if you destroy everything 

I’ll make it from ugly to prettier then

My imperfections make me beautiful 

this is a trial where I put you down

and it’s time for this fighter to come 

back at last.

 

I’m not scared or afraid anymore

I love myself, to continue believing 

emerging from the cocoon,

im the butterfly that’s alive..

I’m the one who’s has the warrior in my eyes.

the sky has no limit I will continue to fly

the meteor shower will come crashing down

I’ll use my abilities surpassing everything.

this fighter is born ready...

if there’s games or things you wanna play.

let the games begin

I’ll never quit even then.

This poem is about: 
Me

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