Just before the finish line

I was filled with the energy most star athletes begin their races with.



I knew what I wanted, I knew how to get there and I was going.

Indomitable. Fearless. Focused.


But I gave up just before the Finish Line.

I hadn’t fallen, I must admit.

I stopped.

I no longer had the will to persevere.

I continuously writhed with my own insecurities and adversities

But I made sure no one saw.
I wore faces like dresses; a different one for every occasion.

But if I’d only had the will to cross the line; if I’d only.

Today I look at the photographs of the athletes who received their medals

And remind myself that this is the price for will.

I say to whoever is running a race

“Whatever your source; do not let it die.

Have enough will to cross the finish line.”


As for me, I will cross the finish line next year.

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