Blood And Sweat

The champion in me says "wait".
The fighter in me says "why?".
These exact same roads have been crossed time and time again.
My soul is searching for purpose, but I have lost part of my sight.
In the circle, there are no friends or enemies; just obstacles.
There are no lost loves, nor is there treason.
I am my own army, I am my own reason.
These iron thoughts have turned my fists into hammers,
My mind into stone.
I awoke today feeling empty, yet full of fuel.
The road to gold, is one walked alone.
My life is as rocky as the pavement,
My emotions run wild like the racing stallions.
No heart has earned more valor,
No eyes have seen this much failure.
My idea of sanity is pain.
Without pain, I am unreal.
One in the same,
A fiend to this game.