Run to last place.

I put 

My running 

Shoes on.

I know I should 

Not run

Because of 

My 

Hip,

But I needed 

To clear 

My head.  

Process 

Things.   

The voices 

In my head 

Are noisy 

Right now.

I just need 

To quiet 

Them.

As I am running

The voice keeps

Telling me

To get to 

First place.  

I run so hard 

The pain 

Is shooting 

Through

My whole body 

I keep

Pushing 

Myself.  

I have to 

Stop.

As I 

Slow 

Down 

The voices 

Are calming

Down.

I start 

To realize 

And rationalize.

I will

Never be 

In first place. 

As I try to catch 

My breath

I know that

Right 

Now in 

This race 

I am last.

It feels

So bad 

Yet I can't 

Change it. 

I have 2 choices 

Run 

And place 

Last.

Or stop 

Running. 

As I 

Walk 

Back 

Home 

I am lost.  

Lost and 

Exhausted 

And not 

Able to 

Say anything

About it.  

So for now 

I will

Run 

And place 

Last. 

There is 

Not much 

I can do.