April 1st, 2023

As I rolled like cinnamon onto the ruff turf, 

My shoe hit my other shoe like cars on a freeway,

Causing myself to be in an accident.

Even though I knew people were crying, 

I could only hear nothingness.

I told myself I was fine, 

And ignored my pain,

 I knew I let down Coach Vazquez,

As he was cheering for me, 

Or, 

Betting on the future of the program that I would win.

My mind went unconscious,

And I acted off of my heart. 

The memory turned translucent as I rolled up like I learned how to do in my dance class, 

Not yet accepting my defeat.