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Running In Space
by Rebecca BowenI'm tired of just about everything.
I got this bad tatse in my mouth,
And a horrid feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I'm not sure whats all really happening.
I feel like I'm falling,
Yet I've never left the ground.
It's like I'm running in place,
Or just floating in space,
Getting me no where. 10/22/2010 Posted on 11/07/2010
Copyright © 2024 Rebecca Bowen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ann Mills on 11/07/10 at 07:56 PM Welcome to Pathetic, Rebecca. I like this poem: it reminds me of those times I feel like I'm spinning my wheels and taking so much energy to get absolutely nowhere. |
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