Nuances drift on
The edges focus in
My brain snaps louder than rubber bands on dry skin
The line is there
Ever closer I come
Gaining ground ever more the beating of a drum
Pulsing my heart
Echoes through my head
A moment to capture memories 'til I'm dead
Finish is now
Just out of reach
But I don't win I don't even place
In all I do
All the try that I have
The weight of the earth crushing me in half
I've never know
Any victory large or small
But I still use all my souls wherewithal
Sadden and down
Depression repressed
I'll simply keep on trying my best
Over and done
Aching strain in my veins
A tear of joy expressed I was part of the game


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.