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I don't fight fair...

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Cut, bruised, scraped, forgotten. These things I have all been at least once in my life. But it
hasn't made me stronger, just more determined in my fight to live another day. 

I know the ways of my attackers, studied their movements, learned their tricks and gleamed 
their true motives. I have seen their weaknesses, their faults, theirs flaws and I have kept
them close to me, ready for use when the next time we meet.

They are cautious of me, they have weary from my adaptive ways, knowing that I can fall only
so many times. They are scared for I have the key to their defeat; not by sane ways, but by
the ways they fear to tread.

One look, one stare, one gesture and they will run in fear for the truth is upon them: "I won't 
live restrained anymore."

"I have seen your errors an played on them like strings on a violin. Moved you to place were I
make the rules. Put you on display for all to see what you have done, and what will be done."
 
You had your chance to make to amends, but you wished not to. I gave you every opportunity
to see your ways be moved to better standings, but you refused. Well, so did I.

No more my enemy, no lies or deceits. You wanted to see what I would do, now you must live
with your decision. I will move without warning, be silent like the night in my defense. You not
see me coming, for like you, I don't fight fair.. 
This is what happens when I listen to Fall Out Boy, Panic at the Disco, and watch Kazoku Game at night.
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minecatme's avatar
Epic clap i have no words