The Great Run

 

I’m fighting to keep myself going,

Not stopping, never giving up,

Because I’m gonna be the best, give it my all.

At the end of this long race,

I will be the best.

This feeling is limitless,

Keep running.

My mouth opens to scream, but I make no sound.

I’m trying to run, but I’m getting nowhere.

Everything looks the same.

Keep running.

The ach crawls over my skin, like a snake’s grip, chilling and taunting.

This unkind feeling doesn’t end,

It never ends.

Spikes stab my lungs, my throat tightens

I'm choking.

Keep running.

There’s no light at the end of the tunnel,

But I keep going,

Because no one can see the victory I feel,

Of this endless freedom, this choice to survive.

I stride to push myself forward, each step a feeling of physical moving, but not mental.

In my mind I remain frozen, stilled, time meaningless,

Somehow unimportant.

Keep running.

There’s this triumph building, a slight victory of trying.

A silent achievement,

To feel sane.

This bittersweet victory that no one sees, my struggle.

But no one else can feel this muted success but me.

So I keep running.

Reviews

[Taji Herbert]

i like the fact that you used bold type in your poem. the poem is a about a mental triumph with a physical depiction. the diction is unmistakable and the meaning is irrevocable great write

[GrownUpTime]

love the hidden meaning ;]

[fernii]

well written and interesting :)

[Ashley]

its amazing there is a light at the end :)

[deeps]

This is quite an emotional write really. Flows really well, like the read.

[Wake Up!]

Mad epic poem. I could feel the sense of victory. I loved the way everything flowed together and the way the poem started by feeling hopeless and in the end there was victory. awesome. keep up the good work, champ(: