LIfe on a treadmill

Thu, 09/26/2013 - 21:51 -- AshMnky

It feels like I'm running but I'm never running fast enough

Never running quick enough

Never getting away

And even though I'm running my feet aren't moving swift enough

The picture isn't changing 

My life is exactly the same

But I'm running I swear I'm running

I'm sweating by the buckets full

My heart is beating faster than a  mouse's could

BUT I'M IN THE SAME PLACE

I'm drinking tons of water but i never feel replenished 

I never feel hydrated enough 

I'm sweating more than my intake

I start to feel weightless

I know today I succeeded 

So I turn off my machine and break.

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