Boss Battle

My life as a game

I booted up the game, and came to exist,

a level one warrior

My first boss appeared,

a flaming beholder who interrogated me

about my life

I was unprepared,

without any eye contact,

and a volume of -5

I got stomped,

crushed,

game over.

Instead of rage quitting, and leaving the game,

I continued, and tried again.

The same enemy was there,

A flickering opponent, with less fire and flames.

I memorized its patterns,

knew what it would ask

And spoke a little bit louder

Despite my preparation, he still prevailed,

and stumped me with his riddles

My morale dropped, I felt despair,

I forced myself to continue.

Before I faced him again,

I grinded out points

Drumming for the enthusiasm,

Boogying  out of my comfort level

When I faced the boss,

I had no fear,

and didn’t need any assistance

I spoke louder, so that I could be heard,

and always kept eyes on him

The battle was won before it begun

Victory was completely assured

As my opponent fell,

my confidence rose,

and my journey could finally continue.

Throughout my adventure, I still faced

some bosses, though none

will come close to the day

When I controlled my fear,

I crushed my enemies,

and conquered

the blasted

interview.