My Marathon…

I sit and think
A blank stare over my face
Nothing is louder than my thoughts
My mind is crafting a plan
To complete life’s race

It’s a marathon of endurance, persistence and patience
One of strides, moderate speeds and sudden accelerations
You may crash…
But maintenance and repair will keep you sturdy
Although you complete
You never hope to finish too early

My marathon has me limping
No water in quick reach
Knees sore and back tight
Dry mouth with no speech

I want to win so bad
I’d hit the ground and roll if I have to
I’ve been beaten more than the path
That I step through for refuge

My Marathon…
It is what it is…
My Marathon…
I’m barely 5 miles in…

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