Weights

Shackled to your ankles

Sharp metal digging into your flesh

Forced to run along your peers

Not an eye willing to glance down

To notice the hindrance on your appendage

Running and running

Sweat pours down your body

As you race to keep up

Everyone else seems fine

But you struggle

 

And struggle you may

For the rest of your life

But you shall make it to the finish line

And your thighs shall grow muscle

And your abs shall be rock hard

And your will shall be greater than that

Of everyone else

 

Depression may hold you back

It may rob you of motivation

It may impinge upon your relationships

It may affect every aspect of your life

But never let it keep you

From winning the race