My weak legs drag helpless on the steep field
My body aching, pain burning my chest
Bruises blooming like wounds that never healed
I am helplessly longing for a rest
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Watching this small empty field before me
Casting away the shoes that tore my feet
Thinking of quitting all to be set free
Every winning game feeling bittersweet
But I must be right here for a reason
That little, quiet, soft voice in my head
”You must continue on with this season
You must continue looking straight ahead!”
This sport may break my body day by day
But my love and soul continues to stay
