You are the only reason.

For Hundred and fifty hours,
without any break, without any bread.
Six bullets already inside me.
On the battlefield, finally I lie
And think why shouldn't I just die?
And then the only reason
I find not to, is you.


The tenth round in progress
The brawler on move, in form.
I can hardly see.
Can barely sense.
And then I think
Why shouldn't I just give up?
And then the only reason
I find not to, is you.