The Run
Street lights piercing the darkness,
no sound except my heart pounding,
feet hitting the pavement, churning,
jogging, then sprinting around
the road that circles the campus,
Alone but strong,
I was 20, sleek and fast.
Confident,
not exactly peace,
but I knew I was alive.
© Copyright 2014, nicodemasplusthree
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Confident,
not exactly peace,
but I knew I was alive.
— Love those lines; the poem captures the vigour of youth brilliantly.
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