Losing makes us stronger

I pack up my gear

And enter the ring

A punch swiftly comes

that makes my face sting

The crowd rises in cheers

As I fall to the ground

The ref starts counting

Thinking I'll stay down

I tug on the lines

And lift myself up

I crawl to my corner

And spit in my cup

This fight is not over

There is another round

The crowd cheers louder

As the bell sounds

My feet move to the beat

My arms side to side

The opponent runs away

Looking for a place to hide

He finds a little corner

Up against the ropes

Where I can pounce on my prey

And crush all his hopes

As I'm ready to attack

The bell sounds again

My heart drops to my stomach

For I know its the end

The ref lifts the opponent's hand

High in the air

If I had just one more minute!

It just isn't fair!

I walked away a loser

With my held held low

But I promised that day

I wouldn't lose to the next foe

Reviews

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this is really amazing, great job
alltid
-Meja

[Allie :)]

Wow :) This was amazing! I'm utterly impressed.
Your rhyming leaves things to be desired, but I love this poem...I really do.
Tell those b*****s that they won't keep you down :D