Mirage

By: Alyssa Pennini

In my mind its a race against time

In constant motion like waves in the ocean

Feet stomp the ground, a steady beat of sound

Arms pump through air without any care

Lungs heave in breath like there will be none left

Heartbeat races high as if it wishes to fly

The mirage won’t last, the image fading fast

The real world has called, in reality I’ve stalled