Chase

Hey.
Turn around.
Look down.
I'm here,
Here for you.
If you call for me,
I will come running to you,
But I can't chase you.
I'm too tired,
Too sick,
And too weak
For the chase.
My heart breaks,
And my body aches,
And I'm not fast enough
To chase you.
My bones have broken,
My muscles weakened,
And I'm in too much pain
To chase you.
So if you whistle,
Call my name,
I will come running
As fast as I can.
But you'll have to wait awhile,
Because I can't chase.