The Run
Through many years I’ve tried to succeed
Fear has always been hot on my tail
I could smell the rot on its breath from miles away
and at times that smell was the only thing that kept me going
Through the cool night into the sweltering day
I ran
Just as it seemed I would collapse and die alone
Never having reached my dreams
They appeared on the horizon
And so every day for months I ran
and fear got further away
I can see it now, I’m closer than I’ve ever been before
Maybe tomorrow I’ll be there
And fall to the ground and weep in joy
All the work has worked out
Everything I have been fighting for for so long
Is finally in reach