"traitor"
- AEJIN
- Oct 5, 2020
- 1 min read
traitor. that is what they call me
I'm no longer a scholar athlete
I'm not what coach hoped me to be
now I'll never know if I'll win in a meet
when I look down at my body
my legs are no longer ones that run
it's time for me to hang up my story
as fast as the drive after the gun
I haven't even grown into my spikes
and my uniform will just collect dust
at least I won't have to worry about rides
and practices that go till dusk.
I haven't even used my baton
and my PRs haven't improved
at least there will be no more practices in the dawn
and food will be regularly consumed
did I make the right choice?
it wasn't going to get me into college
will this time help me find my voice
my dreams for earning varsity are demolished
I hope you remember the feeling of air on your face
the losing and drive for winning
as well as the fear of running a race
go find something that will push you
with the same grace.
This is written so nicely, I can feel your uncertainty in stopping. My favorite bar is "as fast as the drive after the gun", like the word "drive"? bravo.
i felt all of this wow. running in cross country had always been something that i held dear. im definitely not a runner haha, and the sport wasnt meant for me. but my freshman year where i had to cope and udjust to highschool, there was always something i was sure of. at 2 everyday after school i would run and push personal limits with this group of kids who all seemed so different, but it worked. viewed in retrospect i dont see it as time lost, and you shouldnt as well. running has made me who i am today, and ill always be grateful.
Makes me sad.... you guys have lost so much.