i remember where i started but,
did someone move the finish line?
how'd i come so far, and have so far to go?
i'm running
without much purpose left
low on patience
i'm running
out of stamina
out of hope
does this marathon have an end?
is anyone waiting for me there?
how can i be,
so close, and yet
so far
the hourglass is stopped, but,
i'm running
out of time, still
i'm running
out of stamina
out of reasons,
to continue
the sidelines are empty
is anyone waiting at the finish line?
look me in the eye and say i'm not alone
i've come so far, and still, have so far to go
should i have even started?
About the Creator
JM
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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