Pain

Pain. The game's name.
Churning.
No search for glory, no quest for fame.
Churning. Turning.
Stretch limits. Legs aflame.
Churning. Turning. Burning.
Pop.
Pain. The Game's name.

Wheels of Time

See Emma Run
Only thing faster is time
Blink. there goes fifth grade.

The Ragged Edge

Where all advancements are made,
suffering synthesizes success.
Potential evolves to prowess.
Labor's fruits ripen in joyful toil,
on the ragged edge.

Entry the First

This entry to blog is the first
Striving to satisy my creative thirst
Not sure how often I'll Post
Just when the spirit moves me the most
With some (hopefully) entertaining rhymes sometimes interspersed.