The fight

Done my time
I’m fully spent
Up against the ropes
Flat on my feet
The bruisings deep
The blows are hard
My eyes like slits
Blinded by blood
Thicker than water
Cold as ice
There’s a sting in the air
Frozen in time
I’m spinning in circles
Run out of rhymes
Hope a fading slither
Rung out to dry
The curtains closing
The sun has set
The darkness taunting
Wrapped around my head
Who will save me from this darkest night
Break off the chains
So I can fight.
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