brave nighttime jogger
I'm running in complete darkness at 11 tonight
I used to hate sports as a kid
I hated the way when I tried to keep up with the other kids
I could feel my little lungs start to collapse
With the taste of iron at the back of my tongue
I could vividly picture my disgusting veiny heart rising to the back of my throat
Like if you shone a light down my mouth, you could see it beating, bloody
i waste my breath giving my final sprint burst down the road a special attack name
"Here we go now!!"
I must still be a kid, I think, I'm still a kid.
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