Falling into (fifty fifth) place

Sort of my in-house rival. It's healthy to be a little competitive with your teammates

On the bus, headphones on

God I really love this song

When you feel like a candle in a hurricane 

Just like a picture with a broken frame

The rain hits the windows, washes names away

Our senior, our coach, but mine's on the other side, safe

Alone and helpless like you've lost your fight

But mine's not the only survivor, there's one more still on

My best friend, my rival, her name stays on

But you'll be alright, you'll be alright

Cuz when push comes to shove

You take what you're made of

We're at the start, two more girls on the team

But I'm only thinking of her and me

The last names on the window

The two that go at it

This is State, though, and I've about had it

You might bend till you break

Cuz it's all you can take

One mile in, i see her ahead

I try to catch her, but my calves are dead

On your knees you give up

Decide you've had enough

I can't catch her, she's too far ahead

Don't know what I was thinking

She's always been the best

You get mad, you get strong, wipe your hands

Shake it off

Then you stand

She had no downhill kick

I've got my chance, and I take it

I'm gaining on her, and my shoe's about to fall off

It hurts so bad and all I want to do is stop

I got her! I'm through, It's all coasting from here

But I hear her breathing behind me, nearer and nearer

Get to the straightaway

All I have to the finish

Running so fast

Knowing it's too late to quit

Crossing that line, though 55th, I've won

And that cant be taken away by her or anyone

Every time you get up 

And get back in the race

One more small piece of you

Starts to fall into place

Author's Note

On the way to where our state was, we got some good ol fashioned bipolar Kansas weather, spurts of rain that only hit one side of the van. But our cheering section back home had used window chalk to paint all our names on the van and the one side that got rained on had the three names-including my coach- that were not me and this rival girl. (Yes, our 'team' consisted of four girls) I saw that as some kind of sign. Like "Forget everyone else, you know what you're after"

Stole lyrics from "When you stand" by Rascall Flatts.

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

We all compete with are friends to some degree. Great poem Annabelle

[Annabelle Lee]

Thank you.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Interesting integration of lyrics and personal experience to the poem. Very interesting... I haven't done this yet and I think it must be quite a challenge. :)

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you.

[icelandicblue]

Nicely penned Annabelle Lee and I appreciated the back story as well.

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you.