Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Fast

Time flies,
Terrifies,
My mind,
Because the future,
Is almost here.
Ever nearer,
But no clearer,
Rushing towards me,
This is the fear.
Life is on the run,
And I'm keeping up,
Utilising speed,
Adrenaline rush.

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2 comments:

  1. Jon Richard13 June 2012 at 07:25

    I find this mood especially difficult to express in poetry, although I really enjoy trying. I think you did an excellent job.

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    1. Lara13 June 2012 at 20:00

      Thanks! I like this one so far, but it is new so time will tell.

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