🥊war

 Punch after punch, the dull ache, bleeding from your soul, fighting a monster, feeding a monster, spit up blood, this is war, this is a war. Punching and invasions and swarms, a stinging sensation, colors exploding, blue bruises and the canvas, this is a war. 

Lifeless and risen, the head shakes, full of bees, more punches and punches, purple eyes closed, black blooms, the somber quiet of a monster, the hollow dark, the melancholy in the field after the war, punch after punch, bleeding from the soul, this is war, this is a war.