I have a new poem for all of you today. I hope you enjoy it.
Hell in a Cell
Two men enter. But doe's one man truly leave?
Blood is shed, flesh is shredded, bones are broken.
Tears of pain roll down each man's face.
Tables, ladders, chairs, steel steeps, and 2x4's wrapped in barbed wire are used as instruments of pain.
Both men climb to the top, but one is sent crashing down.
Though one man's hand is raised, is there truly a winner?
Heard that before.. its a good poem lol. i not sure if there really a winner but one things for sure one man loses more than the other!!!
the Black Tiger02:53 PM EST