My body is battered,
Riddled with wounds,
Scratched and bruised,
Bloodied and scarred.

My heart is pounding,
My lungs, suffocated,
Yet I continue to breathe,
In soft labored breaths.

My head is held high,
Looking down in defiance,
Refusing to die,
To ever think to give up.

So hit me with your worst,
I'm not the least afraid,
**** me if you must,
You'll never see me cry.