This time, I fight.
I get dragged down all the time,
I keep quiet and hear my body crash
against the ground on which upon
I was meant to stand.
I allow myself to be penetrable,
I allow myself to be free
and I let the enemy know that
my guard is down.
And he starts attacking,
he forgets that we made a pact
to stand by each other.
That even though he was a...