Battle
by Iain MacLeod
Posted: 22 June 2006 Word Count: 95 Summary: I hope there's something there for you to like. Related Works: Find Me Highland Lighthouse No More Sad Refrains Stillness Becomes Me |
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For L.
I fight.
I bite, I snarl, I scratch,
when I should give in.
How easy to yield,
spill my heart’s desire
in one gentle wave.
Yet I fight.
Pounding it down,
keeping it beneath.
It will best me
and as I embrace it,
I fear it.
So I fight.
I gather strength,
another wave, ever harder.
It clings and burns,
calls me to lay down,
not to let it pass.
I am weary.
A fiery ache
numbs me to my knees.
It gazes upon me,
wonders at my struggle
and completes my surrender.
I fight.
I bite, I snarl, I scratch,
when I should give in.
How easy to yield,
spill my heart’s desire
in one gentle wave.
Yet I fight.
Pounding it down,
keeping it beneath.
It will best me
and as I embrace it,
I fear it.
So I fight.
I gather strength,
another wave, ever harder.
It clings and burns,
calls me to lay down,
not to let it pass.
I am weary.
A fiery ache
numbs me to my knees.
It gazes upon me,
wonders at my struggle
and completes my surrender.
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