Last...at last.

Desperately coughing all day today,
Losing my breathe, gasping for more breathe....
How did I end up here?
I was supposed to be near the finish line by now...
How did I fall so far behind?
The crowd was supposed to be cheering for my victory...
Bitter memories now,bitter sweet memories.
I am here now...I must turn around and obey...
The ridiculing faces, the disappointed facades.
I must accept I have finally lost.
There is still time...on the big clock...
So my feet don't stir, though my eyes are faced back.
I have faced worse than this...
I have coughed worse than this.
At every finish line, I have felt more out of breathe.
So I run the last minute...
As the crowd glares on in shock.

I smile and take my place at last...
Well,somebody had to finish last...
Right?