Personality Zone

When i started...

this is from a while ago.

Shaking the dust off lets some of my armor fall too.  I am at my weakest.  The last round sent me to the floor.  Why did i get up?  Why?  I can't walk.  I step funny.  I'm mistaken for a dolt.  My core is exposed.  There is no more time for tears.  No more.  The blood is dry; my scars are exposed again.  I stand alone.  I am on that edge again.  So many times i have come close... I can't be pushed.  I move myself.  What life deals to me, i take.  I smile.  I spit.  I say "Come get me..."

I emerge.  Like the fires of the phoenix i light up!  Soon there is no stopping me.  I need no walls, or armor.  There is nothing to run from.  Look at my scars.  Look at what I am.  I dare them to stop me...

And it is over.  I sit.  My blood didn't spill.  It didn't stir.  It fuels the engine of my soul.  Look for me at the top of the mount...