A Worthy Opponent Date: Friday, 4th April 2014 @ 10:49:31 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: hauntedscorp You seem to think I am your punching bag I have two clenched fists that dropped the white flag You might knock me back but won't knock me down I will wear your bruised ego like a crown You get a special glint when you play with fire I lick at flames like gasoline, sweat, perspire You may have hurt me, but I have been through worse I am in the trenches, but I drive the hearse You struggle to understand a person like me I am chained up, padlocked, yet I still remain free You want this to end badly, but you lack the tools I give you everything, but not the jet that fuels I am the only writer of this script You were the director but then you slipped I wanted a villain, someone to blame You can't escape, you and I are the same. This poem is Copyright © hauntedscorp Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=178096