Back to the Start

Beating faster,
Must be a race,
Faster and Faster.

Wait, things are slowing,
No longer racing,
Slowly changing

Beating slower,
Slower,
I’m in love with her,
Slower still,
She no longer feels the same.

Opponents catching up,
Storm is closing in,
Seems darkness is going to win.

Glimmers of hope,
Fading,
Beats, are, still slowing.

This race is over,
I have lost,
Past is coming,
Heart still slowing.

Once again,
I am at the start,
In love with a girl
Who does not feel the same.

© 2008 – 2016

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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