I want to run.
Believe me, that’s not something I say often.
I’m more the sedentary type.
But right now I want to run.
Need to run.
I want to burn myself out sprinting for something I can’t see—
might never see.
And when my lungs scream for air,
and I curse myself for never using that damn gym membership I pay for,
maybe that’s when the fog will clear.
In that perfect place
between pain and success
maybe I can finally lose myself in clarity.
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