Fight me.

Fight me.
I need you to fight me.
Bulldoze down my walls,
tell me how I’m wrong and
show me how I’m wrong
stab me with the truth,
make sure I have a long way to fall.
I need that
a strong slap in the face
a bucket of cold water over my head
a violent shake for me to leave my head
and see the reality from your view.

Unleash on me
whatever method necessary
to penetrate my thick skull
remove the rotting roots
and plant a new seed.
Fight me.

4 thoughts on “Fight me.

  1. I love how bold this is. It has a sort of beautiful turbulence to it. I suppose there are times when we all need to be shaken and challenged for our own good.

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