Poetdiary

By notevenme2002

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Words from a suburban kid More

this is me.. all of me
through the nights
the loved
tar black town
sunrise
numb
pretty teens
future
my time
the rowing boat
midnight mad
you've changed
coffee shop window
look at me like that
no say
past midnight
do you?
falling
another sleepless night
limelite life
comfortably uncomfortable
a mistake blossoms
our neighbourhood
tonight
wear my heart
selfish
endless thoughts
boxed up
just for tonight
careful parents
a pure glow
beneath the baseline
my eyes they cry
on the roof
wonted
hollow
Sunday afternoon
Notional teens
Use our eyes
Empty inside
A heartbreaker
Without you
Heartless souls.
A heart gone
Every sound
Street lights
So I stood there
Blue boy
Left alone
When we realise
Crush
Till I tremble
Envy
Loved him
He was better
we get brave
lost in the music
The universe answered
your love is fake
The poem that ended it all
Demons in my hometown
am i repeating myself?
bathroom mirrors
two kids
2019
inside my dreams
I saw him
Rip you to shreds
Heaven
what if?
Cycles
we are my favourite colour
what he wants
He says
The Post Apocalyptic Present
Hyde Park
The battle of the minorities
nine golden flares
The memories of us
The complexity of normality
watching the mirror
Lavender
the man in the white shirt
Nineveh
bleached jeans

unrealistic

40 2 0
By notevenme2002

28.4.17

He is sad
Because he doesn't have
What they have
But theirs is unrealistic
A blur of real and fake
The loneliness keeping
Him awake
His eyes refusing to close

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