I caught her
Hugging herself again,
Once more she is afraid.
Stuck, like a deer in headlights
Shes timid with her approach.
Her eyes worrisome
And I can't look away.
Shes something I want to taste.
Shes my innocence.
I could see myself pouring deeply into her soul,
Never letting go.
I can be the arms she needs to hold her insecurities,
That blanket for comfort,
She is cold, melting,
Id be her mold.
To show her how thick love can get,
how much depth she has that I can fit.
She is a heavy soul, too eager to let go,
I want to hold her,
long enough for the pain to go away.
To be her strength everyday,
to take the hits, just so theyd miss her.
To be her everything, in everyway.

She is a beautiful face
Beautiful figure,
But her words are so cold,
Mind so still,
I never met a person who could not feel.
She's ice, and even as I chizzle she doesn't even look my way.
Is she truly that far gone ?
And why is it I feel the need to stay.
#LovahAlston

Our colors mixed to well,
Maybe thats why our world is grey.
-Lovah

He was afraid,
I had everything to offer,
I was his excitement,
The moment I slipped my ******* to the floor.
He was hooked knowing I only wanted to be his *****.
His fun, with me he could be anything,
Do anything,
I was his dream,
Amazing,
I was his thing,
Not bought,
I was willing,
And he couldnt fight the fact that he would never be turning back.
Until.

I had grown tired,
my mind exhausted,
so I threw him my body, just so he would have a bone.
I laid there silently just to hear him moan.
I needed something real to come out of his mouth, I needed it pure so I couldn't allow him to think.
So I pulled my wild card,
temptation,  just to be close to him again,
Just to feel his body inviting mines in.
The best , him breathing down my kneck, hair pulled, i felt like his woman, important.
I wanted him so bad, the desire too real that im glad i had.
He pushed his way in,
Slow, the only feeling he gave that i can never unknow.
He was my prize, my pride,
It was like taking back whats mine.
the hide, even better than the find

Lie still,
and let me paint you a picture.
Lie still and watch me bleed from every cut you have inflicted on me through your words.
Your words, have pierced my ears and changed my thoughts, it's invaded my mind and moved my hands in a cutting motion to comfort my heart.  My thoughts run wild but,
lie still.
Keep dressing me up in fine clothing, while destroying my interior,
Keep taking love from my veins like it never mattered, like I never needed warmth.
Continue to paint and hide your hands because your hands are indeed *****.
While I leak from every part of my body imaginable.
Lie still,
my tears never moved your heart the way that yours move mine,  although I've never seen you cry.
I see your empty shell and that I wanted to fill.
But your taste for doing wrong is stronger then my love, So You can't help me heal. You've  found new ways to pretend.
but,
lie still,
because I already know how this story end.. -LovahAlston

The eyes.
his eyes kissed lies as if they were his children.
he played with them.
he told stories that would lay you sound to sleep.
His eyes.
Stabbed me in the chest,
took my breath away.
they took me on a journey
and this journey turned me inside out.
he wrapped his arms around my frightened body, I shivered.
he played his part so well.
so clean, I almost lost focused.
he was always so devoted to theses lies he never saw me cry.
at least not really.

I fell short when it came to loving and excepting myself. That ive refused to fall short loving and excepting you.
Lovah