Phoenix Szentesi Poet Free verse

A Fighter

They say I’m a fighter
Who will fight to win
But is that a sin?

To fight is to win
And to win is to fight
But if it ends in pain
Was it ever right?

They say words can hurt
But still people blurt
Those words as bullets
Swarming like hornets

But what if I wasn’t a fighter
And really it was an act
Would it be any righter?
Would you believe it was fact?

I only fight to defend
I was misapprehended 
I wore a mask
So I wouldn’t have to bask
In the hurt and pain 

I was once pushed around
And because of that I drowned
In tears that I shed
Before I went to bed

Felt like I had no one
Sadness weighed on me like a ton
Saw what they did to me
As the only way to be

So a mask I put on
Letting my thoughts turn to poison 
I soon turned into a python 
With that myself respect was gone


I wanted others to show fear
Just by showing my sneer
So my pain would stop
But found that I now felt like slop

So they say I’m a fighter
Who will fight to win
But is that a sin?

...For me I felt it was


22/06/2017

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