The Worst Battle

He fights and fights everyday
He knows in his heart
It’s the only way
When your out for blood
The fight never gets old
Hell lay beating in the mud
All while his heart grows cold
His old man tells him the “sticks and stones”
But he finds it satisfies to just break their bones
Never matters how it started
He always comes out on top
His heart and his body parted
He will never stop
He will give it all
To watch them fall
Hell drop these fuckers to the ground
To win he is hell bound
In every one of them he sees his reflection
With every punch he grows into perfection
He loves being violent
But then his anger grew silent
He found the one he was lookin for
And it killed him to his core
The one that fuel his hate
The very one that raped his mind
The one who fucked with fate
The one he left behind
The reason behind his bloodlust and violent wealth
The one he hate the most
Himself