The voices around me.
Crawl under my skin.
I barely walk and crawl
To get to the hospital bed.

My vision is red.
Probably because of the blood.
So many doctors and nurses around.
But none of them have the guts.

Bruises, cuts, wounds.
Beyond recognition.
I wonder how I looked like.
Probably not so worse.

Last thing i remember, i was on a bed.
Feeling cold hands touching my skin.
I felt it on my arms, hands, legs.
It was ice cold, i wonder who it is.

With my blurry vision, i see a girl
I couldn't recognise her, she was probably new.
She told me to relax, that I'll be okay.
Then she left, she went away.

Was i dreaming, it didn't feel real.
Maybe I'm on some heavy meds.
To keep me still.

Every night I'd come back
I was a regular, they knew that.
Every night, the fights were worse.
Just so i could see this beautiful girl.

She was always there fortunately.
I wonder if she ever got tired of me.
I liked her touch, so silk and tender.
I lost so much blood, but her presence made me better.

She asked why do i fight for money.
It never really was about that.
I only want to know how it feels.

To have someone to care,
To have someone to love.
To feel it all by you.
Only you.









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