WRESTLING
Wrestling is my life.
You think that’s a joke…
Well here’s an average day.
Wake up, wrestle, school, wrestle, homework, sleep… Repeat.
And now.
Its gone.
Life feels so empty.
so incomplete.
I feel lost.
Wrestling was everything to me.
And now I have this.
2 seconds of a match, seemed to have ruined my entire life.
I feel gone.
Its not my whole life.
Just a time in it.
But… but, I am willing to fight.
I am ready for whatever comes my way.
Whether it be easy or hard, I do not care
Do everything I can to get back what I need most.
To find my life again
Be able to once more walk out onto that mat
And know that I will come out victorious.
I prepare weeks in and weeks out to stand on that podium
And I will be there
When it is my time.
When this… is gone.
And wrestling is no longer something I dream and talk about.
But a reality
