I am CRUSHER…..
No I’m not a wrestler. Just a haphazard soul prone to speak out of turn. Off topic and generally words that cause ire and disruption.
I was under the impression that it was the “others” that inflicted the mauling…. Until alone I still felt I was being slammed on the mat….
placing myself and others in imposing and impossible situations that could only have one outcome.
Crushed
The most difficult part of the match is that I’ve been in this ring of for years and never win but continue to jump back in …. ignoring my record and the scars that are still healing.
it is past time to retire but I’ve been on the circuit and you know change even though I know it’s a better way…. Is scary
so because I hear the patrons screaming “go home, it’s over .., you’re not wanted here “
In reality this has happened many times before and this time I heard…..picking myself up and going to my corner…. I nod to my cornerman and He knows
It’s finally over …… the “Crusher” has finally admitted to himself that no one cheers for a show that’s older then the worn out trunks he wears and when you lose your sense of direction it’s time to listen to the bell……
last match for the “Crusher” …. Fitting…. No one there but me….no one there in a venue that holds thousands…..,.
almost david aka “the X.. Crusher”
thanks for not clapping…. I heard you….finally
Thanks I heard you