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Im 28 and tired
been runnin’ an emotional marathon
‘cept ain’t no loved ones waiting at the finish line
no gold metals or Nike sponsorship
just blisters on the heart
when is enough, enough?
“I’m leaving.” is what I tell myself
but the weekends beg to differ
come Monday on the bus ride to work
I tune out the cries from my soul
the unknown is a fearful place
complacency retards my growth process
so I stay inert and tread along
hoping.
wishing.
praying…
my spiritual revolution will unleash itself