"another hard day."

My body feels useless,
lifeless,
restless even,
as the battle carries on inward,
my hands clench for a hit
and then loosen…
monsters that don't play fair,
no bruises or blood,
just immense focus…
tolerance for pain,
patience clouded in fear.
Tolerance…
for all the pain
as it makes its way past my strength,
as it shatters my focus;
the battle rages on.
I gain the higher ground,
confident and strong,
yet weary from exertion.
I feel the pain,
and work to face it,
destroy it.
My focus centered,
the Spirit filling my soul,
I keep on,
the fight never once pausing
for a fuel of pain and fear that great,
and I keep on,
despite the pain.