Collection of poems, sad and sweet
This is an unlimited poem collection I will keep updating poems here, you'll find happy, sad, lovely, cruel poems here. All your teenage emotions written out in one whole poem collection.
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Second phase, It's already a habit now, In a violet vase, roses with their thorns are about to drown, Everyday I keep dreaming about how they'll break me like a vow, Even when I sleep I tend to frown, But I spend my car rides thinking about you.
I want you out of my head space, How you're so desperately tangled with my lace, Your face always floats in my head, My face flushes with embarrassment, so red, Because I know I'm dead to you, You're never at the wake, But I still spend my car rides thinking about you.
I thought I saw a flicker of light, But it was just a broken bulb breathing it's last breath, My heart was coloured just like the flashes of light, So beautifully painful, so painfully beautiful, I go back and forth from my head to out the window, Because I keep on spending my car rides thinking about you.
I don't even know who she is, What she looks like, what kind of music she listens to, But oh does she make me so furious, Your pretty little face creeps in my mind, My id in my hand, I clutched it so tight, It leaves a mark, my hand bleeds as I fight, All these thoughts in my head, you in the centre of all of it, Oh and even in the late night car rides I am thinking about you.
The world outside shimmers in the dark night, So many skyscrapers, shopping malls and restaurants, All of them pass by but you double cross my sight, You in blacks and whites reflecting in my mind, The thought of it makes me want to die, But even as I try to push you out as I'm on my car rides, I am still thinking about you.
I don't know what you think about me, Who you assume me to be, I just hope it's someone that's worth your time, That crumpled up piece of paper in the sea, I threw it in the water while counting to three, I was a fool trying to make my wishes come true, Like throwing some dime in a fountain pool, And I come back to my car rides thinking about you.
I just want to run away, And get my own getaway car, Race it on the broadest highways, Taking it to a place so far, Feel the wind under my skin, As I fly off in my aggressively driven car, I just want that feeling within, When I'm enjoying a car ride not thinking about you.
