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Lauren Leal Sep 2017
I'd start that the thighs
While locked on to your eyes
One less thing to think about
You've got no reason to pout
We'll work all our feelings out
Like a joust just a simple bout
Let's snort this Lust
Because it's a must
No need for clothes
It's all trust
Despite the bad that we just
But why not
I don't think we forgot
How to sate our desire
We'll dance on our funeral pyre
Let's just hope that one isn't a liar
Lauren Leal Sep 2017
"You the river, and me the canyon you cut through."
Lauren Leal Sep 2017
Is this safe is this alright?
Trust me I won't put up a fight
Then turn down the light
We'll try to find each other all night
Fingers making traces
As we keep making faces
About the task at hand
Worn out like the crowd of a metal band
Liquid lust streams down your nose
Right past those eyes that say where this goes
I have no reason to fight
Just excuse the occasional grasp or bite
Again and again we continue to find
What we know in mind
So why not cave and settle the score
Let's leave knowing we'll only want more
Let imagination take lead
I'll show you how to feed
That side that always thinks it's in need
Lauren Leal Sep 2017
You want me to be alone
No one on the phone
To hear me when I start to cry
Starting to think oh why oh why
Is it that I'm so sad and want to die
I don't need a bed I need a coffin in which to lie
What do I do in the silence of this
It's always someone I miss
That I so badly want to be with
Being alone is simply a myth
Anger then fills the void
Making my feelings what I avoid
I choke it down saying I'm better
Like I received a graduation letter
but I'm still alone
I panic as my thoughts roam
I can't even write a single poem
I think I'm losing, I think I have lost
My heart feels laced with frost
All I do is see my actions and feel the cost
Into the tomb of insecurities I get tossed
I can't I can't I won't I won't win
I just want to scream and give in
Because I'm not titanium, I am tin
Basically, just close the curtain, Fin.
From anothers eyes.
Lauren Leal Sep 2017
So what's behind this door
What? Could there be more?
**** it lets see what's there
Every once in awhile I'll pull your hair
Out of the waters that you drown with no care
Hmm walking talking waiting for the next call
Leading us to the lair
Like we don't know at all
That there's a miscommunication
But we'll treat it like a simulation
We'll keep working in the dealings
Finding another reason to deal with the feelings
Lauren Leal Sep 2017
"We are more similar than each other will ever know."
  Sep 2017 Lauren Leal
Audora
The moon is hiding in
her  hair
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