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.