Sight realigning,
Darkness comes into play,
Numbness fading,
I begin to feel the coldness of the nights floor,
Thoughts pondering,
I see your face,
Pushing this exhausted body to the edge I stand,
To run forever,
Once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wrote this because to deal with my actual life problems I meditate while I run. Depending on how big the issue is is how far I run.