I grab my gloves,
Heading to this little place,
I live to call "my stressless arena",
I open the door to the place everyone calls "knuckle up",
I go to the punching bags,
Taking my shirt off,
Leaving me in a sports bra and my favorite black under armour shorts,
I slip my blue everlast brand gloves on,
As I walk more towards the bunching bags,
I bend my knees,
Starting to bounce on my toes,
Repeating this rhythm,
Left, right, right, left, right,
Hitting the punching bags repeatedly,
Then I do it backwards,
Right, left, right, right, left,
I stop punching,
Still bouncing on my toes as I wipe the sweat off my forehead,
A I start to breath heavily,
I sit my feet to the ground,
Thinking about my best friend,
I feel like I'm loosing her,
I don't know what I'm doing,
An I pushing her away?,
Or am I pushing myself away from her?,
I walk to the ring,
Sliding through the ropes,
Walking to the middle of the box,
Seeing a dummy there,
I back up a little,
Hoping towards it,
As I swing myself in the air,
Doing a full house,
Swing my body in a 360 degree angle,
Hitting the face of the dummy with the strings of my indoor soccer shoes,
I gently land on my feet,
Putting my gloves on the side of my hips,
Breathing hard,
Damn,
What am I going to do?,
I look around,
As I look for more ways to take my anger out,