The Front Lines

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Battle lines are drawn

And you are in an offensive stance

While I cower in defense

You hurl your attacks my way

And I plead with you to stop

Then one makes contact

Instead of crying in pain

I scream out in unhinged anger

How dare you!

Only thinking of yourself

Never considering my side

At first I think I should retreat

Then I decide it’s not my place to back down

I come back on the offensive

Hurling all I have in the moment

You seem shocked and stop

In the silence it seems we are in a cease fire

At least for the end of this day

You go off your way

And I go mine

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – retreat