Day 227 "On The Ropes"

We are up against ourselves.

Tied up in the ropes, and waiting bravely for the next hit.

We know this fight better than we know ourselves, and we know that there is no way we will submit.

There is no room for weakness in this arena.

This fight might last all night. This fight might not end any time soon; this fight might just last our entire lives… but we will try impossibly hard not to submit.

Against the ropes I reach for someone to tag in, but I came in to this fight alone, and it ends the same way.

I lay broken against the ropes, and I keep my eyes open, bracing for impact, with just one moment to plan the next move and avoid the end.

There is no way I will ever submit.

I am up against myself, my alter ego...the part of myself that I need sometimes just to get through.

After so long on the ropes my next move has been decided, and I choose to tag in the side of me that has been trying so hard to beat me into submission; and now it becomes my turn to throw the punches.

But I know that neither side will ever submit, and I know that I will always be up against myself.

We know that we are both the push and the pull, the ebb and the flow, the clenched fist, and the one waiting for it to land.

We know that we can never ever submit, not as long as we choose to protect this ember of hope that rests so deep inside.