Fist And Wrist

Growing up I wasn't as much a fighter like my friends where. Similarly a coward you can say I avoided conflict but instilled to pressure I fought and remember till today. My hands touched my brothers in a battle home mom at work. Because of darkness within I raigely stood and said what my feelings felt. Fist and wrist I grew up with. My mom and my dad's I had to observe. Had to intervene at the early age I was. I've heard of generational curses but it won't intervene my life this time. If I had to I would use my fist and wrist choke it and dump it afar I'm the solution to the chaos I've faced and I'm gonna turn a curse into a gift and a blessing.