Fighter

I've never been much of a fighter. 

I take hits like glass takes baseballs, 

like fire takes to rain. 

Glass breaks and fire goes out. 

I've never been much of a fighter. 

A retaliator, resister 

an attempt more than success at stopping myself from being broken. 

I will break, inevitably. Too much at too young an age. 

I've never been much of a fighter. 

But glass gives baseballs cuts too 

and fire makes rain sizzle, 

evaporate into vapor again. 

An attempt is better than nothing at all, 

a scratch is better than no blood at all,

trying when there is reason to is better than accepting what has not been solidified.

Take a hammer to what has.

I've never been much of a fighter,

a revolutionary maybe, but never a fighter.

But glass bites back when it's broken,

and fire burns bright in a final stand against water.

I may go out eventually, I may be shattered on the floor

but my damage has been done.

I've never been much of a fighter.