Strength

*credit goes to my coach, Big Show, for most of the ideas in this poem


Strength


My chest rises.

My chest falls.


I ignore the distractions around me.

My concentration will not be broken.


I inhale strength.

I exhale weakness.


Only I can determine how I do.


My attitude can move mountains.

Or the mountains can topple me.


My chest rises.

My chest falls.


There is only one person in control of me.

Only I can dictate my next move.


I inhale strength.

I exhale weakness.


I can choose to adapt to change.

Or I can flounder in my downfall.


My chest rises.

My chest falls.


I embrace the challenge.

I do not accept defeat.


I inhale strength.

I exhale weakness.


I am a swimmer; I am strong.

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