in a car This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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i sit and think
of my troubles that go on forever
the black leather sticks to my skin
and i watch as i see that it is true
when they say leather is more water resistant
than the cloth seats
short white lines become one
and above is a blur of green
all being passed by so fast
that you aren't able to appreciate their beauty
going too fast
not caring if i were to hit anything
{deja vu}
until a splash of red comes into the mix
i continue to daze out
first the red is the light
then i notice the red flower beside my car
i've driven for hours
only to end up where all my pain started
at a red light
i thought had been green
the red flower decorated the cross
the cross decorated the spot that
you died
in a car
i sit and cry



This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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footprints said...
Aug. 28, 2010 at 9:44 pm
Wow that is such a meaningful poem! i love it! Well done!
 
Eilatan This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 18, 2010 at 6:58 pm

wow... i love this poem! it's so meaningful! you capture the sense of movement really well. good work!

p.s. don't cry...

 
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