I Can

I don’t think I can make it
past the line,
she said.

My muscles are burning
and my despair is churning,
feeling like I haven’t tried enough,
wishing everything wouldn’t hurt this much,
mentally beating myself up
because my face is a collection
of rain
and sweat
and tears
but I’m almost there.

I can make it there.

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Author: Misty

dreamer. wordcrafter. child of the King.

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