Lauren Cardente

Lauren Cardente Jun 2017

I'm not a romantic or the one you like
It's not been reiterated
And it hasn't for months
I'm not a beauty with eligant pearls or nearly five, two
I'm not who you want to see
I can look right through
I don't feel it
I'm not your cup of tea
So please stop insulting me
There's a push as I try to hold you
A pull away as I try to take your hand
You don't like me like I do you
There's a pause and swaying for a month or two
You sit in silence when I speak the words
You told me all I am is blue
Too bad you didn't see the other colors too

Months ago I wrote for the last line: "I wish you saw the other colors too" sometimes it's good to give poems time just like anything really.

Lauren Cardente Jun 2017

Numb Head

He is confused they whispered with blood dripping from their teeth.
Feasting on the things he can't reach so he must starve himself or drown in whiskey and a packs of cigarettes
Bathing in the smoke
Everything is tasteless
He stiffer and cold with numbness to comfort the frostbites nibbling
Hanging from his nuise
He is just confused they growled

I forgot I ever wrote this, I think I was feeling a little numb headed

#numb #blood #poetry #dark

Lauren Cardente Apr 2017

Summer Way

It's almost summers breath
Time for you to take a rest
Lay down your gentle skin
And bare your arms of sin

There's a place she goes
Where no one else will know
Time, time again
Have you counted your the cuts on your skin
The bruises in your hair

It's a better place out there
Called it a summers safe
Reaching for better lines to say
Where is the day in us
Is there a truth to learn with a your touch
To go fleeting once before you see
Waiting for the summer so you can breathe

Retreat her to the winter
Cause you don't like icicle splinters

And It's almost summers breath
Time for you to take a rest
Lay down your gentle skin
And bare your arms of sin

There's a better place I know
And I'll miss you in the snow
Yet bare your arms of sin
There's a better place within
And many miles you must go
To escape this frigid snow

See you in the morning
See you in mistakes
So take your Novocaine
To different season
Time is leaving
Your bleeding
Away today

Save your coins
Pine your rest
For the breast
Of Summers way

Lauren Cardente Apr 2017

Down Your Drain

You've got a body covered in chalk
Fingers dipped
Skin coated
Flakes of white
Consuming mistakes in black board utensils
Swallowed too much powder
Stomach churning, feeling sour
Now you're bloated
Rotating the dial of the phone
Neutralize the reaction
Feelings of unsatifaction
Chug your milk in gallons
Before the powder sinks it's tallons
Or dump it down the drain

Lauren Cardente Apr 2017

The Storm

Ships lost at sea
Sea spray vandalized the decks
Her hair will fan her face like a main
The women has no breath twas stollen by the sea
Floats like a ghost
Pale she is indeed
Spices sink into the blue
Swallowed by the depth
Sails are torn, sails are failing
Along with stories not spoken
The graveyard is the sea

Lauren Cardente Apr 2017

Bus Station Coffee Isn’t as Bitter as it Sounds

Let me say i care, and that i’ll temper your fever
For i am here to listen and to linger
I’ll linger after high school and as long as I am wanted
And if you decide nashville's too far
And decide to leave me for your wooden guitar
I will sit at the greyhound station
Because like i said i’ll linger
And if you meet another young blond with a lot of pens but no fancy guitars
And who knows she may have pens and guitars
And like me she likes the scent of you
And if you decide she's pretty inside
Then i urge you to kiss her and love her and wish for her like i do for you
Because if you love me you surely know i want your happiness to be with you even when you're on the road
And maybe i won't be the girl you love
Yet we made a promise that we’ll always be friends
In the parking lot i held a potted plant in between my thighs and you swore into my eyes who the hell knows we did it before and we can do it again cause i love you deeply and kindly
Cause long before you felt my lips, dips and curves you knew when exactly i needed a coffee or a good cry.
Because we can dance to a room with no music like we can love without sleeping
And we don’t own people
Not for a second or even a day
They can fly or say goodbye at any moment or time
But i decided long long ago a life watching you love another girl would be okay
If you remember how much sugar i take in my coffee and how to love me as love you:
Truly wanting you to be happy even if it means not being with me
Side note: the coffee is good at this greyhound station

Lauren Cardente Apr 2017

Closed Minds

To the holes in her socks
To the mats in her hair
To the grease in her pores
To the dirt in her nails
You don’t know her story nor the stress she may wear
Nor her laughter nor smile and silent whisper
For all you see is a passing figure
For you to laugh at and to snort and snicker
So walk to a door that is locked shut
and quietly stare to see if she gives a flying ****