poem? idk these suck

i walk to the park in my neighborhood

next to me is the road

i watch as cars speed by

i stop and stare at my hands

i pull out my phone and take a picture

and as i finish and the tears run down my cheeks i smile knowing its ok

and as i tell myself its ok i walk in the middle of the road and just stand there

i cry some more as a jacked up truck speeds towards me

my problems slowly fade away

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my mind goes blank

everything stops

even the truck, he stops 10 feet behind what he has hit

and nobody knows but him and the cops speeding to the scene

everyone knew i would snap one day

even if i was happy

because we both know im never truly happy

im just distracted.