A Poem by Molly

Something I composed today and thought it was funny :)


It’s gaining on me.

I’m running full speed,

But it’s speeding up,

Or I’m slowing down.


I hear my own heart,

And feel my pulse jump.

My feet thud against the treadmill

It’s going to catch me.


It’ll slowly creep up my thigh,

Wrap itself around my waist,

Absorb my face,

And engulf me completely.


Some will pity me,

Others will laugh.

Some will just be glad they’re not alone,

Misery loves company.


But I won’t bear it,

So I keep running full speed,

Knowing that the very fear of it,

Will be my demise.

© 2011 Molly

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Awesome, this could symbolize alot of things other than the fear of not losing weight. You put this in an exciting brief adventure far and away from idollness and lazery. Bravo!


Posted 11 Years Ago

This is great!
Nicely done!

Posted 12 Years Ago

..what is it? is it the langoliers? i must know..

Posted 12 Years Ago

This really captured me. Sharing that battle with fear, it's works like this help us all know that we can battle. I also like there is a subtle sarcasm to your words in this, I don't know how strong your intention is there or it may just be me reading it with my own layers of sarcasm. It really does allow for a connection for the reader on their personal battle. Much enjoyed!

Posted 12 Years Ago

this was very creative it reminds me of the blob thing ;) lol ...maybe you should put the treadmill part at the end? just my thoughts

Posted 12 Years Ago

"Some will just be glad they’re not alone,

Misery loves company."..gotta love that line...

Posted 12 Years Ago

Minus the Treadmill....
You succeeded in scaring the hell out of me.

Posted 12 Years Ago

Very amusing you almost sold me on the
idea that someone was after you, but when
You said treadmill I could not help myself
but laugh. A entertaining write, I appreciate a
Good laugh :)

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on December 12, 2010
Last Updated on January 5, 2011




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