Mad Race

I have slowed down

But I'm still

Running,

Making my every step,

My every breath

Count

In this unfair mad race

That I am a part of

Since the day I opened this heart

For you, for him, for her

For them to watch it start

Pumping sense 

To my brain

And steer it

Again, again,

Time and again

Amidst a crowd of hopes

Crushed by weak, ailing feet

Of envy, of lust,

Of betrayal, of greed,

Running together in semblance

Of monsters and angels.

Yes, there are dreams too

There are things like

Rains and rainbows,

Poems of love and fires of the stars

But they found their home long ago

Leaving behind

Just these numbed scars.

And now the light is yellow,

We are all on our toes

Ready to run faster,

Faster than before.

So let's take a moment here

And feel sorry for ourselves.

How beautifully this mad race

Has turned us into a mess.