The Last Race
the warmth of dusk
fading faster then i
could ever hope to
is the last touch
i ever feel.

the creep of mud
flowing through my veins
tasting better then i
could ever imagine,

the first relief i ever feel
the last pain i ever knew

and
no one
will ever know..

the last race
i never won.
circa the deviantART account reekoknowsbest