Eyes open, fist clenched
Dread approached, words uttered
That pit grows deeper
Will it end?

Backs turn, bonds broken
Smiles die, dead is the look given
Departed in separate directions
That pit growing deeper
Will it end?

Time passes, opportunity hits
Another chance, chance to smile again
Words no longer uttered, but shout
Smiles leave again, anger is left
That pit is getting so much deeper
Will it end?

Fists raised, Punches thrown
Blood flows, sweat pours
More, more encouraged
Another Punch, blinding
Visions close, reality bends
The pit is bottomless, so dark now
Did it end?

Sweating, frantically numb
Nervous, so Dark
Back again, disoriented
I woke from it

 
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