My opponent today looks oddly familiar
Her gaze has grit and her fight no fear
We’re midway through this brutal combat
I’m exhausted and weak, she notices that
From across the ring, she begins to charge
As she draws closer, I see her fist enlarge
One firm blow across my unsuspecting face
I fall to the ground again, such a disgrace
My knees tremble as I attempt to stand
Another merciless whack from her heavy hand
She’s fierce this one, have I met her before?
I can barely think, lying in pain on this floor
I struggle again but this time I rise
It feels like she’s someone I know in disguise
I’m determined to press on and win this fight
My closest friends, they witness my plight
Some cheer me on, some mock and chuckle
Every time I am victim to her violent knuckle
I don’t want to lose but I’m feeling so weak
Me winning this brawl looks extremely bleak
I try one last time to muster my clout
I run fast toward her, but she strikes me out
I feel her weight, smother me to the ground
I’ve been defeated again, that was the last round
Those around me are in terrible dismay
They’ve seen me losing to her every single day
In utter disappointment, her face I try to see
Only to realise, this girl I’m fighting is ME.
One comment
Ria Lawrence
Posted on May 14, 2020 at 9:46 amMy my, this is gorgeous.