
07-17-2010, 12:03 AM
Opening our mouths to scream
as we go racing, speeding down the strip
passing passerbyers, faces grinning
We, the two of us, make quite a team
hitting the radar, we are just a blip
and off we go again, the wheels a spinning.
Things I know are wrong, but couldn't care less
New to me, I'd trust you with the ribbon of my being
It may be a mistake, but nothing matters as we yell
pressed into the seat my thoughts can only try to impress
I blink again and again trying to sort what I am seeing
realization kicks in, a heartbreaking adolescent turned rebel.
You smile at me, tongue to the back of your teeth,
as we free fall through the sound of your speaker
I want to say something, anything so badly
I tap my foot, my legs, with my hands underneath
You goddamn pleasure seeker
I stare into that glitter in your eye, gladly.
Gripping my sides as I shake with the sound of laughter
I turn and look to you for solace and support
wind brushes my face as we spin, riding it out
no apprehensions, determined to regret after
never have I felt such need for a resort
it's something anyone could know anything about.
It doesn't matter that someone else is there
I cant see them, hear them, or feel them behind me
All that matters is you next to me, giving me side glances
Anyone else around us, unaware
of the multitude of things they cannot see
of the things I feel, of the lost and taken chances.
Screeching to a halt all of the images erase
the notes die down, peddle separates from sneaker
open and shut, the ride comes to an end sadly
I look over, beckoned by your face
You goddamn pleasure seeker
I stare into that glitter in your eye, gladly.
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this poem was about a time when I was in love with my now best friend. it is sort of directly illustrating a time that he drove me to a party, and it was the first time it was just me and him. i was so flustered and wanted to be so cool and at the same time hated him for making me into such a girl and it was all very confusing.
this poem was presented as my english final for first semester, my teacher thoguht it was about illicit acivities, and promptly teased me for it. Im mostly just wondering what you think. Most of this stuff is not for anything and so critiques really arent neccessary (but if theres something you really want to say I understand), overall Im just wondering what your reaction is.
Last edited by chelseasometimes; 07-17-2010 at 06:00 AM..
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