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paint the world in red and broken glass
this is going to hurt
feeling the crush
(crash)
kind of like a car wreck
i's rather smack into the windshield
then fall in love with you
i hear tires screeching
everytime i look at you
i only get this warning
before it breaks
my heart (jumps
when you slam on the breaks)
momentum still flies me forward
(into you)
i'm getting out
you're strapped in tight
control is always something you've had
i have a face full of pavement
i could have gotten out
before i jumped in
and sped off with you
i'm regreting these feelings
because if this were a car wreck
you'd be the glass i'm (still) picking out of my hair
HI,it's been a while,great abstract poem you have here !
were all wrecks i'm sure lol,is your pic a painting ?
i been down some hole lol,so far so good,i seen your poem in the post pond ! i take it a good vibe,be good to yourself L&Peace TIM M
Good poem. It kind of reminds me of a certain unnamed no one. If you know what I mean. I feel like writing, but for the first time in a while I'm just.. not feeling.. anything at all, really. It's crazy.
My feet smell absolutely horrible. I don't want to go to bed anymore, because I know the consequence is just waking up again. And I'm sick of that. I tried it for a while and it really isn't my thing.
This is a great poem. Honestly. Even though I don't quote one part, believe me, it's fantastic. I don't like the phrase 'flies me forward' though. Try 'flings' or 'shoots' or 'hurls' or 'coconut'.
Nicly thought out image. I'm always amazed when I read something that brings a new vision to my mind. Good piece of work.