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Array ( [sid] => 148741 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Fight, its all you can do [time] => 2009-03-26 21:39:08 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I remember the long days of school,
always wishing the day would keep going.
Did not want to go home,
to the fight to the yelling.

When I would walk into the door,
the match would begin.
I gave as much as I got,
and never went down without a fight.

I remember the shouting,
the boiling blood.
The hours of disagreements,
the constant battling.

Then somethings broke inside of me,
and I stopped fighting.
Stopped caring when I was punched,
when I was screamed out.

I took it without saying a bad word in return,
I just sat there dead to everything.
I gave up and I lost the will,
to fight for myself.

Now I can't take it anymore,
tired of being stepped on.
Tired of being told I am not good enough for you,
or I will never become anything.

Tired of taking the punishment,
never dishing it out myself.
So tired of not fighting,
cause its against everything I am.

I am a fighter,
be it fists,
or words,
I must fight on.

Any less is not acceptable anymore,
I am done taking everything lying down.
I will let my fists and words do my defending,
no more will I be knocked down. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 43 [informant] => -Sinner- [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Fight, its all you can do

Contributed by -Sinner- on Thursday, 26th March 2009 @ 09:39:08 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



I remember the long days of school,
always wishing the day would keep going.
Did not want to go home,
to the fight to the yelling.

When I would walk into the door,
the match would begin.
I gave as much as I got,
and never went down without a fight.

I remember the shouting,
the boiling blood.
The hours of disagreements,
the constant battling.

Then somethings broke inside of me,
and I stopped fighting.
Stopped caring when I was punched,
when I was screamed out.

I took it without saying a bad word in return,
I just sat there dead to everything.
I gave up and I lost the will,
to fight for myself.

Now I can't take it anymore,
tired of being stepped on.
Tired of being told I am not good enough for you,
or I will never become anything.

Tired of taking the punishment,
never dishing it out myself.
So tired of not fighting,
cause its against everything I am.

I am a fighter,
be it fists,
or words,
I must fight on.

Any less is not acceptable anymore,
I am done taking everything lying down.
I will let my fists and words do my defending,
no more will I be knocked down.




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Re: Fight, its all you can do (User Rating: 1 )
by Qas on Sunday, 30th March 2014 @ 12:40:33 PM AEST
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Powerful!

Glad to see that you make a stand at the end.


Re: Fight, its all you can do (User Rating: 1 )
by EveAlone on Saturday, 5th April 2014 @ 09:42:41 PM AEST
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Fight with your heart, passions, and goals. It will give you strength, new paths, and rewards. Defend your life, and the get out. Fighting mustn't be with fists for long. It will break you. Violence is the last resort. Fight on, you are good enough.

Nicely written, Full of hurt and a passion. Fight on with your words. Fuel you passions and reach your goals.




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