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Lucas Grant Aug 20
Am I really the coward when I never even knew what I was fighting for ?
Lucas Grant Aug 20
Long live Hermes victim of one fatal lie
When i see myself in him they deemed him as a prize
Not something that he'd  won but someone he felt he deserved
But can a slave be a lover when he's only forced to serve

Pretty always the aim but presumed as the ultimate goal,
Or maybe you're only defined as naive
Hermes just and island too fragile for your seas
A boy made a man buy a misconception of love
His silence so deafening since you talk his ability to talk

His freedom and independence tarnished by insults
Discredited and owned by the future emperor of Rome
Truly he was the slave but I thought he would've been more

When two lives intertwined then you talk his and crushed it in the jaws of your power
They aim for the head but the brain the use is so lower
Dedicated to the poor guy in those about to die which freaked me out and I felt a connection between the character
Lucas Grant Aug 20
Hopeless City please remember me when I end up forgetting myself,
Hopeless City please guide me when I take a wrong turn in hope of finding something new,
Hopeless City please don't leave me like so many others have before you
Hopeless City, crowded buildings, empty streets but night life booming,
Master of fait, future keeper, love maker, love stalker all consuming
Hopeless City please remember when I end up forgetting myself,
Hopeless City please don't lose interest and turn your attention somewhere else,
Because I'm not much but I'm something,
Im swimming when your sinking,
Nights alone, *** drugs and drinking,
Hopeless City please we're both falling but at least we're not alone,
Hopeless City please don't forget me for your my only home
Lucas Grant Aug 20
95% ocean 5% land
How is it something so unlikely found its way to my hand
Fingertips aged by waiting
Mind in a trance
The gun that aimed to **** landed in my hands
To aim, to shoot, to ****, to cry
The trigger trembles desperately
The question lies waiting,
To **** or to die
To hand it in and be considered a fraud,
To another pair of hands who would just stand and take aim,
Or place it back in the water to find another pair of waiting fingertips,
The blood was spilt but not on my hands,
95% ocean 5% land
Lucas Grant Aug 20
Made of milk and bathed in honey,
Eyes like gold,
Nails fine like money,
Teeth like sugar and a smile like dimes,
The Man Of Lace was everything
Everything but mine
Attracted to someone sweet isn't always a good thing
Lucas Grant Aug 20
Find me lying outside your room,
Wearing only Black Couture,
Rose by Rose your dragon tattoo,
**** for me and I'll be yours

Thunders lighting up your walls
Sat reminding of all i had before
You sit and sing about my Black Couture

Staring down at your car
Infidelity tattooed on your arm
So tell me what did you expect the consequences to be
What more did you expect me to endure
Not a man of silk or an ethical being but at least I was yours
All of me and more

I shot
And buried you in Black Couture
Based on the senseless betrayal that comes with love I delve into the haunting that follows an affair and wonder what could have been.
Lucas Grant Aug 20
I'm wary of my fatality and it feels more than a flaw,
You complete me and im scared
Nervous at the prospect of your darkness
Wary of your light
                 But is this happiness?
This feeling of adrenaline whenever I see your name
Even in my dreams
And my darkest fantasies
You are my only constant
And it's this fragility that's scares me
Only because its true

I should be happy by myself but I'm only happy when I'm with you.
The nervous feeling when wondering whether your happiness should rely on another half
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