Tuesday, November 11, 2008
the distance runner i've become
wind walks within me now
i blow silent truth like
yellowed leaves travelling down streets
i feel so alone
yet i still feel the weight
of love and depth
given to me like
so many cups of water
i run this race
feeling tears frame my eyes
i run this race
feeling burning daggers
begging me to stop in my sides
i run this race
dripping with the remnants
of past pain present fear
and future sorrow
i run this race
not to finish
but to win back my dreams.
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