Dec 10, 2006 12:33
Running faster
short on breath and closing in
quickened movements that are mastered
secret hope lies within
Wanting more
longing for what could be
willingly snare yourself on it's lure
pushing harder because it's all you see
Focus lost
casting away any fears
not caring what this will cost
nothing left but hope, sweat, and tears
Senses awaken
almost there and giving all that is left
inhibitions stripped away and taken
one last stride, one last glance, one last breath