Matrix

Custom User Avatar
More by this author
Sweat runs down his face,
the signal starts the band.
He runs without a trace,
ball in his hand.
Jumping over bodies,
He heads for the goal.
Now he is past the twenties,
no longer feeling like a foal.
He jumps over the line,
and does a victory dance.
All he can think in his mind,
"NO ONE will break my stance".





Join the Discussion

This article has 2 comments. Post your own now!

Capulet said...
Sept. 20, 2011 at 9:57 pm
hey nice job, it turned out really good, even if it was out of boredom
 
Charz replied...
Oct. 13, 2011 at 10:14 am
Lol thanx :P looking back at it i dont even know if I really wrote that xD I suck at writing poems/stories
 
bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback