I’m a fighter, not a lover.

Love is unknown, because all I ever known was violence.

I lost love and he rests, six feet under.

I was restless for love, but it wasn't tender.

Fear, became love and painful to overcome. I listen to the lies that were given, but was told liars aren't forgiven.

Love is my fear.

I'm a fighter, not a lover.

I do as I'm told, like a good soldier. I may look older, but any mistakes it's game over.

I found another love but it was too late. At that time, I had to separate, fate. I was afraid of love, and when I confessed, it arrested me.

Love, made me lie in bed, and overthink “What I could have done, better?”

Love, pains me so.

It rings out loud like a trigger, and before I could, figure. I dig deeper, to find my demons inside.

I was told, I’m “Destined to be alone”, but destiny cannot be controlled.

I'm a fighter, not a lover.

I overcame my demons, and no longer ate the lies that were given. I learn to love myself, and earn self-worth. Love is strong, and overcomes self doubt. Yes, love hurts, it jerks with feelings, but it's decisive. I overcame my demons by forbearing, temptations. I bear it all, with a bleeding heart, so that when my love comes…  

I'll be a lover and not a fighter.