Running like the wind,

Gasping as I leap forward,

Trying to keep up.

But it doesn’t matter at all,

The seconds keep racing on.

Frothing at the mouth,

I realise the futility,

Of this brave attempt.

Because however I try,

I can’t catch up with the world.

For Mara Easter’s awesome prompt.

2 thoughts on “Second

  1. Wow, I didn’t realise you incline to the dark and gloomy kind of poetry – precisely as I do! I can hear you, you expressed the frustration very well. It’s a very relatable piece which made me slightly sad with its truthfulness… Well done!

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