My Body

NaomiRayne

I do this because of emotions

Emotions that matter more than food

Emotions that matter more than my state of breathing 

So much damn anger

Anger over you

You

You

And then me, with the realization 

I'm forced to catch my breath

So I need to run and not come back

But I continue running in place on this machine

Not to gain control

But to be good at something

To be great at something

When I cause this much pain, anger, loss of strength, loss of control, loss of morals, and fear to

Me and my body

The failure I face is numbing and makes me forget it all again until 

I'm back sweating from it all.

 

  • Author: Rayne (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2017 13:36
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 32
  • Users favorite of this poem: charlesbarrett
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments +

Comments2

  • charlesbarrett

    Wow. I really enjoyed this one. I can relate. Straight to my favorites, it goes. Thanks for sharing.

    • NaomiRayne

      No problem, thanks for liking it

    • FredPeyer

      Another very strong poem, Rayne. Honest and from the heart.

      • NaomiRayne

        That means a lot, thanks!



      To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.