Running

the more i run the more i think that i could start and never stop the thud of my feet and the music's beat the shock of my breath that feeling of death that comes and goes the wind that flows and stops and blows the checking my knee and the feeling of glee as i pick up speed and run and run and fly then trip then on my way to keep up to keep on to keep on past where it's no longer fun but i still must run to be i want to be who i can see in my mind's eye the more i run the more i think that i could start and never stop