Speed
Speed
That’s who I am
Or at least who I want to be
I stand at the line
My heart racing
Waiting
Breath after breath
For the sound that will set me free
Then BANG
The gun sounds
And I’m off
As fast as I’m able
Looking
Searching
Praying
For speed
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
The clock mocks me
Moving my target further and further
Every second gone is one that won’t return
Why has speed left me?
Why has it found someone else?
When it returns to me
I feel alive
Victory is found
When it leaves me
I feel lost
Hollow
I’m not myself
Records can fall
Titles can be won
But without speed
I don’t care
That tiny medal
Will soon be on the shelf
Forgotten
And alone
As I search again
Relentlessly
Painfully
For speed