The Contender

Patricia LaFazia

I got fire in the depths of my soul;            Nothing makes this inferno cold.
A fight in the hallows of my bones;
No one can shatter the drive I hold.
Tried to break me with the lies you told;
Rattled my cage, hoping I would bend and fold.

 

I can’t
I won’t give up
I’m a fighter, a huntsman
ready to strike at will
The number one contender in this war created between me and you.

 

 

I gave you my all, the best of me
I was your haven,                                      Always pulling through to save you
You gave me scraps of a man I once knew          Promised me heaven and put me through hell You expected me to lay down and accept this mediocrity
Baby, that’s just not me

 

 

I can’t
I won’t give up
I’m a fighter, a huntsman
ready to strike at will
The number one contender in this war created between me and you.

 

 

You’re a criminal, a foolish thief
Trying to steal my dignity
You’ve come to this battle field intent on disarming thee
Thought you were so crafty; tried casting that same ol spell on me
Not this time

 

 

I can’t
I won’t give up
I’m a fighter, a huntsman
ready to strike at will
The number one contender in this war created between me and you.
This champion just won

 

  • Author: Patricia LaFazia (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 16th, 2018 11:28
  • Category: Unclassified
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