The Race

Racing, racing, racing,

They fly through my head,

Faster, faster, faster,

They’ve left me for dead,

No more sense of living,

Only wanting my end,

Their only aim,

Is torture,

In hopes that I finially,

Give up and give in.


Hayley Geri 2016 ©


Author: dreamingofluminousthings

Hey I'm Hayley. 26. Australian. Female. Poet/Writer. Writing is my greatest outlet. It is my passion and my escape from an often twisted reality. If you want to help me create more, please feel free to donate. My paypal is

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