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259 · Dec 2017
Help me
Lauren Johnson Dec 2017
you raised an eyebrow at me
like what i said what the most perplexing thing ever
and that dimple by your lip popped up
and i swear the streetlight flooded into your brown eyes like magic
i told you to stop looking at me like that
and a laugh that sounded like the best song I have ever heard escaped your lips
it was that moment
i knew i was *******
258 · Dec 2017
My last token of you
Lauren Johnson Dec 2017
I’ll always remember
the way you slammed that door shut
and kissed me like you were suffocating
and I was a breath of fresh air
253 · Dec 2017
Nothing but lies
Lauren Johnson Dec 2017
sometimes at night
i molt out of my skin
and drown my lungs in alcohol
that burns like gas going down
but still feels better than the rotting in my chest
you say i don’t drink
you’re right. i don’t
but she does
she’s tragedy, slithered deep inside
laying coiled around my ribs
protecting my anguish
and disguising it as something else
you see, i still think about you
but you lay with another girl
in the same bed we laid in
bottles are my only salvation
away from the thought of you
but shhh
don’t tell anyone
Lauren Johnson Apr 2018
I can feel where she is
If I close my eyes
the grass between my toes
the soft, cold wind raises goosebumps on my skin
the stars high up in the sky
the sound of crickets in the field
If I close my eyes
I can feel where she is

But I can also feel the ache in her chest
The sharp pain in her side
From months of running and searching for you
The broken, roughed up skin on the bottom of her feet
The mud on her legs
Her crazy, wind whipped hair
She falls to the ground and takes deep breaths, exhausted

She is done running for you
Searching high and low for your eyes and your hands and your skin

But she still isn’t ready to come home
Not just yet
245 · Jan 2018
New Girl
Lauren Johnson Jan 2018
I want to yell and scream and claw myself out of this cage
And tell you what this new girl has done to me
She drowns me in alcohol
And uses my body as her canvas
She likes the way all my muscles contract at once
to expel your memory out of my stomach at 3 am
After trying to forget you at 1 am
It makes me feel alive
And she likes the way her drawings on my skin make me feel less emotion
And more grounded

But every time I go to open my mouth
To plead
To tell you  
She won’t let me
Writing is the only thing she can’t control
So I write and write and write
Words that are mushed together and silly
That pour out of me too fast to catch
I’m trying to tell you, it’s not me, mom.
I wouldn’t do this to me
I’m not me
244 · May 2020
Limitation
Lauren Johnson May 2020
Drink till you’re drunk sometimes
Laugh maniacally with your friends
After butchering karaoke night at the bar

Cry till your heart doesn’t hurt
Crawl into bed
And ruin your white pillows with mascara  

Write till your hands ache
Spill words and words
Everything you feel in your heart

And love so much
That it fills your entire being
With what feels like God himself

Life isn’t meant for limits
Don’t put one on yours
233 · Mar 2018
Testing Time
Lauren Johnson Mar 2018
Because in the end,

You’re still the one I love.
It’s been 3 months. Although I do not cry as much anymore, my heart still yearns.
233 · Dec 2017
This Thing Called Hope
Lauren Johnson Dec 2017
you don’t know what you did to me
my fire burned so bright
but now my flames have turned to ash
and you only find me in the night
Even though I no longer burn
an ember still dances in my chest
hoping that one day you’ll realize
You won’t find me in the rest
221 · Jan 2018
Constant Reminder
Lauren Johnson Jan 2018
Please don’t tell me I shouldn’t
I know I know I know.
But you were the one who left me
so don’t tell me which road to go

I am doing my best to get over you
can’t you see?
so why do you stick around and make sure I’m okay.
just let me be

please.
209 · Apr 2019
Queen
Lauren Johnson Apr 2019
There’s a howling ghost deep within my chest
that courses through my veins
And refuses to let me rest

She screams at me that life is tough,
But so are you
You wouldn’t have made it this far
If it wasn’t true

Pick yourself up off the ground
It isn’t your home
Dust off your crown
And go claim your throne

So I struggle to stand up
And look at myself in the mirror
The voice is right, after all
A Queen doesn’t have time for tears
207 · May 2020
Something a Friend Asked Me
Lauren Johnson May 2020
“Do you miss it?”

“Miss what?”

“Whatever you thought of when I asked?”
Well? Do you?
189 · Apr 2019
Tired
Lauren Johnson Apr 2019
Do you think there’s a god?

I haven’t felt Him around much lately
186 · Nov 2019
If I Would Just Listen
Lauren Johnson Nov 2019
My tears have turned to dust
I have no more left to cry
I weep and weep and weep
But still my face remains dry

You see, I have cried tears to last a life time
And now I have no more
I have withered under the weight of my sorrows
Remembering who I was before

When my body wasn’t etched with scars
A permanent reminder of the Pain
And my wings weren’t broken nor bruised
I could fly through wind or rain

But now my heart is a graveyard
That doesn’t see the light of day
If I could just listen deep down
I would hear a voice say

It’s not about what you been through
Or what tears you may have cried
What matters is that you lived through it
And you still have a light inside

You’re heart might be a grave yard,
But look closely, and you’ll see
This grave yard heart has fertile soil
To support the growth of flowers and trees

So keep on going beautiful
You’re almost there
The seeds have been planted in the cracks of your heart
And they’ll erase all memory of despair
186 · Apr 2020
Cursed
Lauren Johnson Apr 2020
Is the girl who loves him
More than she loves herself
Lauren Johnson May 2020
What a finicky word, love is
Like two sides of a coin
Maybe that’s the curse the universe bestowed on us
After all, how could it give us something so magical
Something that could make us fly
And feel like we’re on top of the world
Without it being able to tear the mountain out from under our feet
And bury us six feet into the ground?
Something I think about quite often
59 · Jan 2020
Casino
Lauren Johnson Jan 2020
The slots change
and the ball keeps rolling
until there’s nothing left to do
but keep on going
How can I move on?

— The End —