"That night we had a fight,
what started out good turned bad,
started out yelling,
then things got physical,
you hit me,
i hit back,
that is the way things work."

I love this character in the poem, I love how he/she can stand up for themselves. Fighting back. Not just taking the hits. This should be inspirational for those who have been hit, and have never hit back, wished they did but never did. I loved how you made this character fight back.

"swinging punches,
throwing glass,
all turned out to be a little,
bruised knuckles and broken glass."

Good chorus, I can see all of this happening, in slow motion strangely. But I can still see this clearly.

"you was still yelling,
as you threw me to the ground,
makin me scream,
and then stoped all sound,
you hit me with a bottle,
blood gushed from my head,
i threw you off me,
and screamed you was dead."

Again amazing how this character can take so many hits, so many shots to the head and yet is still strong enough to fight back. To stand up for him/herself. AMAZING!

"we fussed and fought,
till morning came,
and we pasted out,
with out one scream,
everything that happened that night,
had been bad,
and now we can never forget,
the night that we both had,
bruised knuckles and some broken glass."

So who won the fight? lol I liked this poem. Made me feel protected in a way, makes me feel like I should stand up for myself if something were to come and get me. This was a great poem. People will read this and say as I said, they would learn that they should fight for themselves don't just take the hits as they come. Fight back.

I liked it. Was it between u and les?

That was really good!!!!!!

I am trying to imagine what kind of tune might accompany these lyrics *hums a non-descript melody*

Melody aside, the lyrics were powerfully graphic. A thoroughly good write.

Well done

Michael

p.s Is there anyway I can hear this?

I like this it is very good excellent job it just had such a nice flow to it! good job 5/5

"swinging punches,
throwing glass,
all turned out to be a little,
bruised knuckles and broken glass."

i liked the repetition of this chorus. it created a powerful imagery of bloody despair. emotionally wrapped poem. overall, great write. 5/5