Category: Sports

If I were an athlete....

from the starting line,
I'd think I'm all about my passion,
my sweat is my shine.

Between the crowd's cheer and lights,
I'd think they saw my fire, my fight.

Until..... I wasn't the player anymore,
I'm the game.
They place their bets, keep their eyes,
they don't see me,
they see where the odds rise.

My body would be a score,
something to win, then ignore.

They celebrate my loss in the same way,
since the bet's placed right anyway.

Started for love, became their thrill,
And now? I've lost my will.

~T.A