As the trials begin
the emotion within buld up as we abide
the consciousness within us
the summer days grows hot,
but the wrestling room is even hotter.
the inner confidence upgrades from steel
to stainless steel as our training toughens
should I redeem my vengeance
fatigue makes a coward of us all,
nor his ego can over come his training
it is then in summer nights when goals are made.
degrees in the thermometer drops
And this is the time of the year.
december has come around the corner
carching me by surprise. As I feel the anxiety,
the butterflies build up in my stomach.
am I a puppet? Obeying my ccoach
but defying my body.
10 pounds to go
as I count down to weigh-ins
it feels like I'm counting down to my death.
I practice and practice
and today I broke
The winter is too much for a man.
and I am a machine.
for machines don't cry , they break.
only to repair themselves and learn
from their mistakes.
The first flower blossoms
only to be stepped on by wrestlers
It is spring and the time has come. To go
hard or go home
A state title on my mind as
I step on the mat.
for venue doesn't change me
this is the reward for all
the hard work I've put in.If I
believe in myself no one can beat me.
I can feel it in the way I train
I can feel it in the way I move my feet
Everything I've done leads up to this
It's my time. My legacy starts now.