Foolish Swordplay Poem by Lauren

I am really starting to miss you today
Oh how I hate this foolish swordplay

I do not remember when it began
Perhaps when you regressed from a strong man

You took a quick swing at me
Hit me hard and I could not see

Nor could I breathe or take in
That you just stabbed your best friend

Gave me time to recover and rest
I always thought I knew you best

As I predicted, another jab came
Our bond can no longer be the same

I stabbed you back but I am so sorry
I never meant to hurt you, but you hurt me

We made a compromise to end these fights
I told you I love you and good night

And to my surprise you stab me again
Why must you continue to commit such a sin

Apologize and say you will not bring more pain
I accept it and believe you, although in vain

Still, the trust dissipated and does not exist
No more pain will I experience, you insist

You try to stab me once more
I dodge the blow yet my blood pours

I stab you back, you are not aware
We really make a talented pair

Bleeding heavily and breathing hard
I become scared and look at my formed scars

You realize how bad it hurts too late
To feel like nothing but deadweight

And now you are shocked that I am stronger
I simply could not take your pain any longer

We are both sitting on the floor, suffering from injury
Since you could not make up your mind, we both suffer misery

Going back and forth until I stopped this game
Now I cannot recognize your face or name

I hate to admit that I miss the old peaceful days
Before we got into this pointless fighting of swordplay