I was up! i was mad, but it was done
So done. The damage was scaringly bad
Damage had been done
And revenge was at hand
Just one step to and two steps free
Of guilt and fear
The fiend was here, so was the friend
The battle had begun.
Now, this battles different. It’s not between right and wrong, it’s between mild and extreme. When the fiend lashes out KILL! The friend says NO! JUST SOME BRUISES.
Finding the middle ground is harder than when it’s between good and evil. How do you find the middle ground between bruise and kill? You may end up hurting them so much they die later or not cause even a scratch.
Let’s not lie to ourselves, there is no middle point. Its either you do it or you don’t, either you cheat or you don’t. That’s just how it is.
Now, this is where I kill the friend and the fiend. “I don’t need you anymore,” I deal like a woman, I scheme, and hit where it hurts most. if i fail, there’s always the catfight, its epic! There’s nothing more entertaining than a good catfight where none of the girls can throw a punch or a kick. all that can be done is scratch, push, pull hair among other classics.
Its not easy for a woman of my stature to be found in any of the above positions. I mean, it’s me, i throw punches, i kick but i don’t bite or pull hair. I can’t scheme so i wage a war of words-written words, a head to head.
