The Race — #ThingADay 20/31
Below is my twentieth poem for the #ThingADay challenge:
It’s not about missing the starting gun.
It’s about being too tired to run.
How can one go, if they are a shell?
Beware of this circle of Hell.
Below is my twentieth poem for the #ThingADay challenge:
It’s not about missing the starting gun.
It’s about being too tired to run.
How can one go, if they are a shell?
Beware of this circle of Hell.