HIDING TO RISE

He was one amongst the broke,
He was the one to eat my stroke.
I hurt him to the depths, made him drown,
I thought he was powerless, made him frown.

Then he went hiding, into the shadows of his heart,
And never uttered a word, as if completely afraid.
I felt as if I was crowned, and worshipped my own might,
But I found me being a fool, winning the false fight.

He was coming, to take me deep down,
Out of the shadows, to make me drown.
He wasn't a loser, but was the best planner,
Hiding to rise, waiting for the moment to devour.