Battling Poem by KrIsTiNa CoTTo

In the depths of our weakest point we salvage to survive the fights we endure. The pain we cause to one another couldn't compare to death. We strive to look past this ugly moment in our lives together but the glass will always remain filthy. We've tried to smile and giggle and laugh but the pain within blocks the real happiness. We've managed to knock each other on the ground only to step on our face and limbs each time we try to get up. Can't get over the rage from inside we can't even pretend. To the world we show a fake and behind closed doors we unravel the hurt. We look for a way to solve this nonsense only to find that it is a way back to this pit of misfortune. The words we use are unbearable, sticking to the core of a body that is just bones, no flesh, no blood, an empty body as well as an empty heart. We've left each other cold and with no trust for a person. We live in regret hoping that life was just a dream, when we wake it'll be fine just a sweat upon our heads. Hands shaking scared to say anything not knowing the outcome. Living scared never taking a risk, living on the command of each others mind and words. Drowning in the uncertainty of our love will it last and stay? Absorbing like a sponge the blows to our hearts, acts as the water. Shooting each other down deeper and deeper making the wounds cut farther and farther. Never knowing when to stop so we keep on battling. The fight is on the best one wins only we both are the worst. We pick our sords and knife and go at one another, the walls move apart and shine the light upon you then upon me. Revealing what has come of us. Two humans filled with hate and disgust, only one look we take more we turn and walk away. The fighting is down, really outdated our bodies can no longer take anymore.