"Concussion"

I am huffing and puffing and running down the field[T1] 

Trying to reach the touchdown showing my mad skills

My cleats dig deep into the ground[T2] 

And it’s amazing

 I’m only 5’6 from the ground[T3] 

With the Wight of the ball in the hook of my arm

I’m steady trying to make it through this storm

I’m running down the field and

Bam[T4]  I get hit

I fall to the ground and I start to feel sick

My coaches run onto the field quick

[T5] He is in a daze I hear them say

We better make sure he’s okay

My head is hurting know I don’t got time for flirting

I looked down to see my pants were dirty

  But I still couldn’t stop my head from hurting

My coach told me I had a concussion

I had to catch myself to stop from cussing

I went and sat on the bench and said dang a concussion

To my discovery I found out

it would be a long road to recovery

I never imagined this could happen to me

I know I’m not going to be able to run wild and free

Oh my gosh why did this have to happen to me

I hate this curse why did you  have to do this to me

My life is done I’m finished

It is about time to quit it

I have a concussion

My head hurts when I’m cussing

They took me of the field

You don’t know how it feels

When you suffer every day

From headaches and the pain

Having a concussion is lame

Someone please help me to take away the pain  [T6] 

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 [T1]Imagery

 [T2]Imagery

 [T3]Characteristics of the character

 [T4]onomanapia

 [T5]Imagery

 [T6]end rhyme