Giving In
I say I'm the bigger the person.
Go ahead try to get me to hate.
Go ahead try to fill me with rage.
Humiliate me upon the stage.
I would laugh at myself if I knew it would make you happy.
But I know it never will.
It's not in me no matter how hard I try.
Tears will flow before you even come close.
I don't want this conflict never did.
Engaging in it is just so pointless.
And your anger rises more and more.
It easy to see your out to destroy.
With every punch.
I only feel a slight sting.
Round after round the bell rings.
A continuation of same.
But still you don't give up.
My silence must be deafening.
For your face is completely red.
I choose my weapons carefully.
You just don't bring a knife to a gun fight.
The question is are the decision being made even right.
Doesn't matter to me I don't have to live with that guilt.
I am just the product of it.
My wounds will heal.
Will yours?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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