Jul 26, 2009

she stands alone

She stands alone
Exhausted, yet strong
Pain surges through her battered body
Blood seeps from her fresh wounds

Standing dead center in the worn down ring
Her eyes wander through the darkened and deserted room
What once felt so intimidating
Now feels conquered

As she carries her beaten body towards the door
She slowly turns to look into the ring one last time
For a split second, her bloodied mouth curves into a smirk
Fear will never win her over again

She turns back
Opens the door
And walks with her head held high
Ready to begin a newfound journey

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