Running On Empty

I give of myself and forget to replenish.

When I stop to regain, I have missed the train.

I want to survive when the last stop arrives.

It's a neverending race, I run to keep pace.

It all slows to a stop and find tears on my face.

I am not a quitter I hope I will start again.

 

aftermath aftermath
61-65, F
Feb 25, 2009