Poems

Its worth the fight ©️

With this tired eyes of mine, stares at your intoxicating face .

I'm tempted to shut it close and to let the darkness take me,

But part of me is still fighting an outrageous battle.

As the war grows, an image of you, appeared before my eyes.

I was lost, captive by your beauty, just by the mere imagination of you.

Then you smiled, brightly like the morning sun.

Weapons in my grasp loosen, as I was trapped in my own mind.

Monsters that I've meant to kill, stood in front of me,

Rising their sword, ready to strike.

The Image of you grew dark, your face is wrap into a frightened expression.

Your screams woke me up from this nightmare.

In time my reflexes manage to kick in, quick that it saved my life, but slashed my forearm.

I opened my eyes, not expecting that its all just a dream.

The organ of heart beats loud and a chest with uneven breaths.

My hand, clutching the forearm that was badly injured.

Anticipates to find a freshly cut wound, with wet blood.

But no, all I grasped is a hand, resting on it.

A small, smooth, delicate hand. That belongs to the girl, I love.

The reason why I chose to fight,

Is F]for her to be with me no matter what I would go through.

Because I know that in the end,

She's worth the fight.