imagesI am so close,
so close to the finish line
i can see it shine,
the red on the ground
that white ribbon
which proudly stands,
waiting for me to catch it
swing it in the air!

It waits,
but my legs won’t move
even though i am so close
they won’t take a step,
it’s like they have been glued
with a sticky ooze
on this moving ground,

this meandering trail
my legs are getting heavier
and so is my head,
i am lost in my thoughts
constantly in regret
morphing in my own body
changing, remaining the same…


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