Decaying Life Poem by Tess Connor

Running and running, further and longer
Fuel tank is empty yet I’m feeling stronger
I push myself tears and pain
As I think of the self respect I’ll gain
Pushing as I’m pulling all muscles and hope
Moving fast now, coming to the end of the rope
Knowing it’s not good for me, knowing it’s wrong
But also knowing that there’s nowhere I belong
Seeking the answers, looking for a way
Cramping in my muscles, starting to decay
Can’t tell the truth from the lies, I begin to bawl
I feel the end is near. Bang! I hit the brick wall
What a waste of life, what a waste of a heart
I wish there was some way to begin from the start