HATCHED

UNLEASHED

I got tripped along the lane

Few seconds from the finishing line

The world crushed in front of me

All my efforts revolved into pieces

 

The dust in front of me blurred my vision

My competitors degraded my reason

Failing to validate my reason

Claiming it was my season

 

Crumbling, holding heart in my hand

In need for a heart surgeon’s hand

Got stitched and my life was saved

‘Never run again”, it was said

 

Couch potato became my nickname

Like cancer, it grew slowly from the inside

Spreading on my veins, turning them numb

Lost the ability to sense my heart rate

 

Fearless of the guards, it came out

Like the staring, it endured through out

The sky had to surrender and disarm

The drops into the harshness of the earth

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THE LOSS

THE LOSS

Lost it and everything went black

Raised my hopes up and got rejected

My capabilities tested but the results were futile

Took deep breaths to allow the air to pass through my chest cavity

Chest so tight letting go of all hope

Wasted time and energy never regained

The nauseating watery mucus flowing into my lips

 

I’m not disgusting, I just lost!

 

Lost the key that can open many doors

Lost the value of my rationality

The veins on my forehead pumping hard

Making my eyes very red

Just because I had lost

Not just loss but demeaned

Reminded that it will not rain.