pony race

my hooves are in chains competing in a race 

gallop despite the pain 

happen to slip and fall 

clouds came with some rain 

round and round in circles here we go 

some of their chains broke 

so out of the lanes they go

start to go slow to keep this symbiosis afloat 

but here comes the snow some skeet while i’m cold 

trotting alone my prize starts to appear 

it’s distant and not clear

but I need it here 

so despite the fear 

smoke the competition out 

gallop into a sea of doubt 

what if it wasn’t enough 

feel the rust of my cuffs burn against my skin 

rushing forward to sins 

heaven it’s out of reach 

just share a piece 

cant fly just 

confined 

to these 

same 

circular race tracks 

full of thorns and vines

multiple storylines intertwined 

growing across the field overtime 

still trucking along 

trying to win this prize 

no number of laps finalized 

just running in circles chained to a memories mind