Was looking for a scrap piece of paper in class today and I found a sheet with a couple poems on them. I remember writting these about 4-5 months ago. Neither have a title.

#1
Grappling is freedom
it is a release from all things
There are no worries on the mat
only you and your opponent
mind vs mind, body vs body
attack, sweep, defend, escape
Transition from position to position
from submission to submission
The mind is clear
Pain and fatigue are overcome
the spirit is vigourous
full of energy
pushing past the desire to stop
There is no end, no limit past the breaking point
The weak may stop and say enough
quit from tiredness or pain
many are weak
Some go on, I go on
only by going on can you be free
only by going on do I discover more about me


#2
I remember days in the past
pleasent and fulfilling
times of unrelenting joy
consequence free, no worries
being a child, being young
unconcerned with responsibility
free of spirit, untrouble thoughts

I live in the present
mostly pleasent, sometimes not
times of unending thought
seldom free, constant worries, always troubles
money, school, friends, relationships, family
things that were never a concern before

I've taken my licks
I've battled through
fights that were never as tough as I thought
moved on, to better times
more confident and better conditioned
putting troubles aside to have fun in the now
fun like I used to have
pleasent and nearly fulfilling

What is left now
to make things better
what can be done to get the best out of life
perhaps finding someone
the match everyone seeks
that would free my spirit once more
and return me to the unrelenting joy of before

Pffft, they dont even rhyme....

I hope you're really good rolling 'cause you suck at poetry. You = the suck.