The Will to Move

Run, run, keep running,

Faster, farther…Wait! Too. Tired. Slowing down.

Trying to keep up, instead I’m worn out.

I stop. Just a pause. I. Need. Rest.

Breathe in, Breathe out. Repeat. 

I look back toward the starting point. Gaze longingly at the finish line.

Must. Find. The will to move.


By Andrea St. Louis

Inspired by the Daily Post “Fifty Word” Writing Challenge!

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  8. This is exactly how I felt running my first marathon.. But just kept going. By this time I could see the finish line and knew the miles back to the start. The only way to go was forward 😊

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