Sometimes I drive very fast.
I'll press my foot down hard onto the gas,
With thoughts in my head that hoped I would crash.
It doesn't take long for these feelings to pass.
Releasing my foot and decreasing my speed,
I give out a scream as I let my heart bleed.
To be loved by you is just what I need,
But with how things are, I surely won't plead.
Sometimes I think that the love is
mutual.
Doesn't bother me even if It's unusual.
Other times I fear I might be delusional.
What more can you say that could be excusable?
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Tragically In Love; A Collection Of Short Poems
PoésieA collection of romantic poems that showcase how terrible love can feel. Disclaimer: This content contains explicit material and delves into sensitive and potentially distressing topics. Viewer discretion is advised.
