The pain i feel after running to hard.
The sweat that rolls down my tired face.
My body gives up because of pain, deep shard.
I fall to the ground and give up the pace.
My feet too tired to stand up again.
But the joy of running i love too much.
But the pain way too much for my hurt shin.
Shove myself back up again with a punch.
My head throbs with the pressure, from the pain.
My head spins of the oxygen on hold.
I have to find some support like a cain.
But i fallen upon a rock with mold.
But the joy i have for running too much.
Lots of love i have for running a bunch.