it's hard to catch a breath when it gets like this.
i feel like i'm climbing a mountain, upwards to an infinite point. in sight, but always out of reach. my knees quake & buckle.
my head is in a fog, i cant think straight. am i almost there yet? will i ever reach the top?
my hands are cold but sweaty. i never knew this was a thing.
i'm dizzy, i'm going to fall any second.
there are people at the mountains peak, and they're watching. are they laughing? they're laughing. i am a failure.
i freeze. swallow my tears, take a gulp of air. and continue on.
because i won't give up without a fight.
YOU ARE READING
a racing mind
Poetrya collection of poetry, dedicated to the aching hearts who need help finding the words to describe their sorrow, but also words to help you see the best in things. - all poetry written by me unless stated otherwise -
