Wednesday, July 27, 2016

The Disaster

it is a difficult pill to swallow
when the mold fits too tight and you are not
allowed to say so
when the air becomes suffocating and everyone
stands too close
when no amount of discomfort will permit
you to complain
when your efforts to reach that ever-increasing
high bar
result in little
when your landing is a hard fall, certain
and clicked helmet-free 
when that first place ribbon
to someone else, more deserving,
is given
i know, it would be so easy
just to give up. 

~

RNH