A Cheetah after a Turtle

I never imagine that some kind of physical pain
could make me feel like an old turtle
attempting to get to a “finishing line”
that seems to have no end...

I always felt some kind of emotional pain
yet the days went by like ice cream
on a hot summer day
Specially since time has been
like a cheetah chasing after me every second
never catching me off guard
always making me run
and run non-stop
to the point that I felt confident enough
that no limb would be ripped apart from my body

But lately the days feel heavy
every second is a step yet to be given
and I,

I feel like soon, I’ll be devoured.