
I have slowed down
But I'm still
Running,
Making my every step,
My every breath
Count
In this unfair mad race
That I am a part of
Since the day I opened this heart
For you, for him, for her
For them to watch it start
Pumping sense
To my brain
And steer it
Again, again,
Time and again
Amidst a crowd of hopes
Crushed by weak, ailing feet
Of envy, of lust,
Of betrayal, of greed,
Running together in semblance
Of monsters and angels.
Yes, there are dreams too
There are things like
Rains and rainbows,
Poems of love and fires of the stars
But they found their home long ago
Leaving behind
Just these numbed scars.
And now the light is yellow,
We are all on our toes
Ready to run faster,
Faster than before.
So let's take a moment here
And feel sorry for ourselves.
How beautifully this mad race
Has turned us into a mess.
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