I sit on the floor
With my back against the wall
Waiting
Wondering
What will come
The tears roll down
With no strength left
I look down at my hands
Wonder where I been
All battered
And torn
With blood running down
The fight I just fought
Is yet not over
I look up to see who is next
Waiting
Watching
Wondering
What is left of me
Written: 2018
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