Catch my Breath

I can only run for so long

before I need to catch my breath.

I can only be so strong

before I need to rest.

I’ve been running against

the wind. I’m going to places

I’ve never been. I haven’t

been able to stop: to relax.

Against all odds, I have

picked up the pace, pushing

myself to not stay in place.

My heart and soul have

been damaged, yet I put

one foot in front of the other.

In a world of tragedy,

I learned a new strategy: love

like there is no tomorrow. Yes,

there will be pain and sorrow;

I won’t let that stop me from

living a life I deserve. Keep

running. I’ll catch my breath

soon: once I see the moon.