Ding!
The bell rings and I stumble back to my corner,
Collapsing on the stool, exhausted.
Blood and tears cover my face, streaming
From red swollen eyes.
Breath ragged, heart racing as I replay
The previous round, the body blows
Taking my breath away and the flash
In the eyes from the fierce attack
Following the low blow that left me stunned.
Hit after hit raining on me,
All angles and sides with no respite.
The pain is deep, overwhelming,
As I slump in the corner, nearly beaten.
Ding!!
I rise to fight
once more.