The Reversed Rocky

For those of you who don't know what the "Rocky" is, it's when you throw an ice cold glass of water on some one's face and while they react to that, you punch them. I feel like I got reversed rocky-ed. I got punched and it hurt. I feel the pain flood my face, the pity, the embarrassment, and the shock fill me up. Then someone throws ice cold water on me, making me rush back to reality, realizing I will be ok and to just keep my mind over matter. Life has given me a lot of cheap shots over the years, each one as painful as the last. My water in the face is me realizing it hurts but I will pull through. After the shock of the punch and the refreshing moment of the ice water, I will feel better. I will still have the bruise that will hurt when someone touches it, and it'll hurt when someone reminds me of it, making me remember it's there. The punch didn't kill me and I will grow from it, I will learn from it, and I will be stronger for it. No matter how hard I get hit I will get up, dust off my manicured hands, put my stilettos back on and I will keep working my runway called life. One day when the time is right I will fight back, but now isn't the time. I will take these broken wings and learn to fly.