Over the Hill

So bitter is the pain that sinks deeper inside I feel as if I’m taking on water My body refuses to accept such limitless effort And my mind can do nothing but ignore its pleas I must pull my collapsing frame forward Drag myself with the hook of distractions Speed is but last of my mind’s concerns But my heart won’t let it forget It pounds reminders so quickly, It is numb from repetition My lungs lag behind my falling footsteps And I am forced to endure for one step after the other My blood races onwards full of the rage of competition And I only respond with the most pure instincts I have to race onwards, I could collapse right now But I know I can never give up, as something inside me is always fighting My bones ache with the abuse of nonexistent energy And as the clock ticks onwards, I only feel more Beyond comprehension, I am numb and I am safe And my mind has defeated the begging cries of my body I am relieved; and the sweet pain of the race Lets me glide effortlessly to the finish I run to overcome myself; and convince myself I feel fine; I could do this forever; My mind can handle this; I enjoy the pain – and this is the biggest lie within the race Because I can’t enjoy the pain; I should despise it… …But I keep coming back for more… I don’t enjoy the pain;