Supporting Me

filled with satisfaction
the feeling of stepping on a cushion
like I can run forever and ever
speeding through streets
light as fairy floss
smooth as a mirror
running like it's nothing at all
don’t even get started on the looks
blue as a morning sky
sleek as a racing car
the soft foam
soft and white like chewing gum
supporting me
every day
every run
pointy like a bird’s beak
without me, they are filled with emptiness
loss of purpose
I won’t be able to fly as I could
free as a bird
until I clear my wallet