im so close
standing right there
from the finish line
but its not fair
i hesitate
im glued on the ground
my feet dont move
in a cement mound
is this truly the end
of my misery
these many wasted years
was it meant to be
the doubts come to mind
all flashes and blurs
filling my head
of what ifs and cures
is it really the end
once i pass the line
how do i know
if i will be fine
i shake my head
my mind is spinning
its not the finish
its just the beginning
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