Some start off being fragile
Others instantly go raw
But if there are burning calories
There is no ice to break or thaw
Classics like a thug war
But not with a twisted rope
Grab a handfull of hair
And see how they will cope
You wallow in some favorables
Simply tickle, choke or maybe slapping
It puts every body to the test
But helps the mind with mapping
As time lends itself for the occasion
There is a development in play
A battle in absence of a time out
To distinguish Predator from prey
You agree with yourself to dominate
And that your mind is not one to break
But it could put you in a pinned position
Your only out by tap or beg for god’s sake
Time slowly passes by
Vaguely remembering you’re in this place
But you surrender to being beaten
Your smile giving it away…
All you needed was some space
And let’s be honest here,
Don’t we all fall for life’s struggle?
Having to fight to do you(r) “justice and right”?
Your desires as a balance to juggle
But in spite, still craving “narrow and tight”….
We all started off fierce and without any fears
Got redirected to places mellow
Made peace with ourselves and our tears
Drying up, like bruises..fading to yellow
It is due to our strength within
We have learened how to ripen, how to bruise
How to take all the beatings as a win
And by doing so…
Your soul is yours to lose