Marathon

my heart races,
pounding against my ribcage
like a wild animal
sprinting to the finish line,
struggling for air;

i’m being strangled
by a blanket of hatred
disguised as skin,
tied down with ligaments
that feel like a noose
tightening in with every
pulse beat.

this is not what i bargained for
when i said “i do”
and thought forever
was a promise
and not a threat.

i’m in a marathon
against time,
against love;

i’m losing.
via Daily Prompt: Marathon

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