The fight of your life (actually a poem to long for poetrysoup word count)

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Round 1 fight! No one knows who will win this fight, Not even the fighter fighting yet she fights It may result in a loss or if she's lucky a win If she loses she will she simply throw the towel in Or will she find the strength to try and try again Until the enemy finally falls freeing her from this ball and chain Then the test will be can she continue to abstain, As this enemy is ferociously fierce, and inexorable to smite Nothing less will do in this fight, there's no time to contrite Let the fight continue ding ding the bell rings round 2 fight This opponent is crafty a clever fucker a master manipulator It knows what moves you, she must think and be clever The enemy throws a sweet right hook, followed by a square faced jab She's looking dazzled those hits weren't exactly sparring taps this enemy is pressing her and plans to tear her apart, She needs to defend, why aren't her hands up covering her face She's leaving herself wide open for a real jaw breaker what a mistake Her opponent is underhanded and he's clocked her weakest spots And now they're on his radar as he begins to plan his inhalation plots She could be in some serious trouble here if she doesn't fight back Problem is She's stood here before and failed and took smack after smack This time she doesn't want history to repeat itself forward is the only way to go, Even though....... She knows he can smell her fear, he sees it clear in the twinkle of her eyes Her weaknesses are on show, as if there in bold brass and bright lights He knows just how to taunt her, to get under her skin, His glare, that smug, slimy stare sends shivers down her spine He's eyes Inflict a lethal itch thats always just out of reach, that's time! Back to the corners each opponent goes eyes remain locked He maliciously mocks her laughing, pointing is this it is she fucked No time to think, Ding ding ding it's time for round 3, Great strike one and a two, jab jab cross and he's still standing Oh you thought eventually this enemy will get tired or even ease up, Girl you tripping he doesn't get tired he's relentless, He will linger in your dreams at night, he'll be walking down the street at your side From the moment you open your eyes, until you close them he mingles in your mind, Tainting every thought, every vision, every feeling, every emotion, he's there Niggling, nagging, begging, just one more shot I swear. And before I no it we are dancing around the ring He's closing and I'm ducking and diving trying to avoid him Until you can't anymore, your cornered you have to face him, If you relent, the relapse will be immense, and to start again will be grim The only way he can win is by fighting dirty And false pretences, Ref really!! So now I've got to choose become another one of his many lost souls Or get back up and fight him before he takes my soul Round 4 can I take anymore, The withdrawals are my Achilles heel, Yet there my enemies superpower, a weakness he knows I feel, Yet i cannot allow him to regain control to regain his reign, To reattach that ball and chain once again If I don't beat this, then it is going to take my life And I'll be forever consumed by this lowlife I need to be vigilant, vigorous with vitality We aren't just talking about simply surviving but a life, mortality, Otherwise the torture he will subject me to it'll be slow and painful, He will rot the lot, from the inside out, with a glare so disdainful, He'll convince everyone I'm unsalvageable, Then Without a care he could rip away my hopes and dreams, He will consume or destroy all that is good in my life as he deems, Believe that if nothing else, He came to destroy me and he could achieve it all with a little bit of liquid, It is an eloquent elixir but soon it becomes all consuming, now you're addicted, Now im a paranoid, sycophant, masochistic dilettante The old me is gone and In her place is practically a walking zombie, You are no longer be able to protect yourself or anyone you love from your addiction, This is a Fact not fiction, it is the nature of the beast, that is addiction. Round 5 Time to fight for your life, You've already taken a pasting The question is now Do you have the will to keep going To find that inner strength needed to get back I no you've been knocked down Again and again and again and again The ugly truth is that you May very well lose your life Its like a form of self harming The craving for more of its toxicity, is so intense But you must keep going you must face your demon to fight it to win. Here we are ladies and gentlemen The final round, D DAY Its time to make that choice, Just take another hit just one more The fulfillment of that release The feeling you can finally breathe And for a second your out that fight, But for how long 4 hours 6 if your lucky Then the cycle begins again, back to round one Or you can get back up And put your defense up The euphoria is no longer in any of the hits You are simply battling to stop being sick And it's Relentless, and it's hard and it hurts you litrally have to take this beating It feels like it's continuous and constant but it's not, you have broken the cycle Do you fight? Or do you not? I can't make that distinction for you only you can get yourself back up, Only you can fight your demon Your family can't, Your friends can't This is all on you for you to change So you may lose again you may Get knocked down again In round 1,2,34 even 5 don't think you're safe Because now Your competing In the fight of your life, And you may have to fight it for the rest of your life Me my sobriety journey Will I succeed I've no idea, but at least I can say I tried and I'm fighting for my life, And im fighting hard I'm fighting gallantly with all I have with all my might, My absolute best is all I can do I just hope my best is enough To enter my new life of sobriety And all that fighting I've done will do Don't let Addiction win you can get back up, You can fight again and win and you must Keep getting back up if it's 2 or 200 times You can and must try again and again. Don't give up on your sobriety You deserve to live the best life possible to.

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