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Destre' Aug 2015
they call her pretty but that comes from few
They don't know whats true because they can't see through
All the fake smiles and laughs, she seems happy and such
That guard of hers might not be thick enough
She sees the stares
but pretends she doesn't care
all the while wishing to be anywhere but there
She keeps to herself and thats all right
No one knows
No ones there to hear her cry at night
in the morning when the sun starts to shine bright
She'll pull down her sleeves, wipe her tears and start all over again
heading out
always forgetting to turn out the light
Destre' Aug 2015
The perfect weekend spent with you.
Long car rides with nothing to do,
I starred out the window trying to remember the exact moment I fell in love with you.
We didn't have far to go,
But it made me realize there's somethings you really should know.
When you wrapped your arms around me at the end of the day,
I wish it could be replayed,
But There's no place I would've rather been,
Than with you under the white covers right then.
Thank you for a wonderful weekend even tho it was in the middle of the week.. It felt like the perfect end to a week
Destre' Jul 2015
Good morning darling
Good morning darling
Wake up
wake up the stars falling
And the sunshine is calling
A new day is upon us so wake up my darling
Good morning
Destre' Jul 2015
It's not his fault I know its true
I love him
I love him
I sware I do
It's not his fault I know its true
He just doesn't know me like some others do
He just doesn't know me like Some others
He just doesn't know me like you do
I don't want it to be true but it is I can't deny and I won't lie, I know its parshly my fault he doesn't and I'm sorry
Destre' Jul 2015
I look up to the sky
As my heart takes flight
Being with you just feels right

One look into your grey eyes
With your hand in mine
I don't want to think about goodbyes
I image were capable of stopping time

As the sun sets on another day with you
I sit here
Gazing at the now bright stars not sure what to do
I relize i have but one fear
And that's losing you

I image your like my own glowing star
I may not always be able to see you
But I know your never that far

I've given you my heart, and i know you wont break it
You mean more to me than I can really show
In my world a flame you have lit
Take my hand and don't let go
You may not realize yet, it may take a bit
But I love you more than you'll ever know

I sit here quietly
As the sun rises again, orange, pink and blue
I wonder idly
What to do with so many thoughts about you
Not really the best, but its the thought that counts right?
  Jul 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
That unexplainable feeling you get when you say, "I'm okay"

and they respond, *"No you're not."
  Jul 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
These destructive thoughts are a calamity
Driving my mind to the brink of insanity
**** this
Oops, excuse the profanity

But this is the last of this thing called sanity
I can no longer be part of humanity
I am now so far from sane
My thoughts are simply not humane

Not quite sure what made things this way
Maybe the RedBull made my brain grow wings and it flew away
I don't really have much to say
This poem really has no point anyway

Maybe it's to clear my mind out
.
.
.
I am the most sane inhumane insane humane person, no doubt.
Don't ask.
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