i run
i run with thighs that carry my burdens
thighs that curve and give me form
thighs that hug at my waist embracing me like love
i run with passion as my chest moves like
a thunderstorm that pounds its way through.
lungs reaching their capacity and exhaling animosity.
trailing thoughts that scream each shorten breath
i fall in lies that were told so many times
lies that made me relive what a fool i was
my
curves.
waist.
and
chest.
are my burdens
This poem is about:
Me