Tug of War

[yummiemattie]

my palm is full of fibers
embedded deep beneath my skin
underneath burns that you can smell in the air
I can't even look at the rope that's at my feet
it's stained with blood
looking at it makes my hands hurt again
God, I can't catch my breath
all that pulling took everything I had
why must everything be such a battle
all the others attain it with such ease
but me?
no I must tug with all I have
and sometimes with what I don't
the more I try and catch my breath
the more my throat burns
a drought in my windpipe
gasp after gasp
drops of blood after drops of blood
did I even win?
I fought with my eyes closed so tight
so here I am looking up at the clouds above me
it's going to rain
why am I so scared to look down
what if I lost?!
come on, you can do
just one look and you'll know
one
two
THREE!
fuck, my foots over the line
figures