Life Poems

Running in the Dark

Life is a Race (Running in the Dark)

an empty feeling, rising slowly from the bowels of the deep, as it creeps and crawls it's way to the mind, life is a race, a race run every single day, from the time i wake up to the time i merge with the darkness;

i have been searching all along, for a way to win this race, every time it's just a little bit close, but always out of reach;
they say i am not doing enough, they say i am not hustling hard enough, they say i should retreat, but who are they to say?
i am dancing with the demons, as the storm gathers strength inside, and when the lights go down, it's a war inside the head;
i am staring at the far away lights, for answers that have eluded me so far; i keep running like there is no tomorrow, i hustle and bustle my way through life;
as i look at the stars above, i prepare to get ready, for another day, for another marathon, running in the dark;

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