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augustine Jun 2013
I'm jealous of the moon,
because it outlines your thin, tall silhouette
while i'm smoking a cigarette.
It makes your dark eyes shine,
when our legs are entwined.
It knows what's on your mind
because it watches you while you write.
In the middle of the night,
while your laying by my side.
The moon can touch all of you at once
just as good as i at rising goosebumps.
You'll stare at it for hours,
outside my window,
while i'm holding you in our shower.
It's as mysterious and captivating as i,
i see it in your eyes.
Don't lie.
It knows your smile is shy,
as i'm trapped by your thighs,
distracted my your shinning eyes.
Your a moon child, and so am i.
Because it knows your darkest lies,
it the middle of the night.
I'm jealous of the moon,
because,
it knows you just as well as i do.
augustine Jun 2013
Kiss my lips and feel that spark
i glow in the dark.
i have a fire inside my heart.
I was corrupted from the start.
I'm a fiery mess,
in my tight black dress,
you can't resist.
But be careful baby,
playing with fire will get you hurt.
If you touch you'll get burnt.
If you try,
i'll leave you destroyed.
Just so i can feel alive.
augustine Jun 2013
You let me sleep in your bed,
when i thought monsters were under my bed.
You let me scream i hate you
and you still knew i loved you.
I'm sorry i'm so mean,
I don't know what's happening to me.
Just don't give up please,
I've lost myself, and i need you help.
augustine Jun 2013
She sits on the shower floor
behind a locked door.
She looks at her distorted face,
on the faucet.
And she know's she's lost it.
She screams in the air,
"do you know how it feels for no one to care?"
she angrily grips her hair.
She's lost it she swears.
augustine Jun 2013
Your body shakes
your helpless to the quakes.
You wither on your sheets.
Your mouth screams.
Help me.
Silently
you choke on the words unspoken,
your mouth hangs open.
Its not over.
You pull your knee's up, closer
and hug yourself tight,
deep into the night.
augustine Jun 2013
I can't see through these blurry tears.
I'll forever miss the hand
that pushed my hair behind my ear.
Why does no one stay?
Either they or i,
always push the other away.
Maybe we're afraid
i cannot say.
You did not stay.
And now i am so so lonely.
augustine Jun 2013
That rope around your throat
oh no
don't choke.
Cigarette i smoke,
my last in the pack.
Then hands grip my back
my waist around they wrap
those hands i know.
I adore them so.
They hold me tight,
while i sleep at night.
He cries don't leave me,
i sigh oh baby.
He say's he'll never let me go
I'm too lost to be found though.
Everyday he saves me.
But one day,
he'll be too late..
And i'll have sealed my fate.
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