The Reason

Cursing life.

Wondering why I put up with it.

There's a reason I'm hardened,

And the reason I get loud out there,

 Is because there's no voice in here.

Why do I fight? 

Why do I force myself to lose?

Normal people would just start drugs.

Or smoking.

Or drinking.

But I chose the pain.

The endless kickboxing rounds.

Fighting and fighting, never ending.

Why did I chose this?

Why did this become an option?

They never notice me.

Only ignore me.

Only fight me.

Why is this my only life?

Why can't I change?

I'm going to get my voice.

This is going to change.

There's a reason I'm hardened.

And the reason I get loud out there,

Is because there's no voice in here.
 

Reviews

[Alz Alz]

That's REALLY deep... i enjoyed reading this. Well written- love it.