“Line drive”

I am glad I get to pitch,
I barely get to play.

The ball is tossed,
its an underhand throw.

Its an easy hit,
its hit fast to me.

It hit me hard,
now I can’t breath.

I fall down scared,
because of no air.

The hitter talks to me,
I still don’t feel ok.

Little by little I breath,
the air is so sweet.

Breathing in well now,
never want to throw again.