Thunder Bolt

Running to a standstill

I am running to stay ahead
But each and everytime somethings
Happens and brings me down
Stumbling falling

My arm and legs have no skin
My soul had no more to give
I am more on the ground
These days than I am standing

As I look up the hurdle seem
More and more unbridgeable
Each time I see the light and
pick myself up just to fall again

What have I done to the
world to deserve this?
Does my misfortune
hunt me down in packs?

I can�t run any more
I am tired of falling
This rat race in life
And all its stumbling blocks

�Thunder Bolt, 2000

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