Its always a go ahead

Matters freedom

But to me its more of 

Willingly taking oneself 

Into captivity to breathe.

My love for sports 

Has me running around

With my problems 

Waiting to score through

Healing but the scouts

On the sidelines

Are offering first pain than aid.

With my shot foot 

I limp on

Looking forward to a goal 

As the rot on unattended wound 

Starts to rick .

Guess my goal will

Be getting checked and medicated 

In the hospital coz

The pain killers don’t heal

Brokenness.