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Lauren Dorothy Sep 2013
I was confined for countless years
Stranded in a sinking cage
Waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting to be released
One quiet day when
The voice in my head was particularly loud
A light shone through the bars and it was clear that
No one could save me except myself
So I took the walls down
Shattered them with a single touch
And walked over the shards of cowardice
And said "I have been brave all along."
You are as powerful as you think yourself to be! Hell yeah.
Lauren Dorothy Aug 2013
And no
I won't go to bed
thinking about the soft green of your eyes
I won't wonder
how many inches you have on me and
the way my head only measures to your collarbone
I won't dream
of your warm embrace
resting my head on your chest
I won't long
for the feeling of your lips on mine
hands eagerly at my waist
I won't think
about you
At least I'll try
A little thing I just had written, it's possibly a revision of an earlier little poem thing?
Lauren Dorothy Aug 2013
Maybe it doesn't matter
If my life is a long or successful one
As long as I was happy and loved
I'll be content when my time has come
It's actually a nice thought about death.
Lauren Dorothy Aug 2013
I don't know what to say
And I'm not sure what to do
But I know what I want
What I want is you.
life is hard when you have high standards and are shy and undesirable.
Lauren Dorothy Jul 2013
I didn't mind the girl in the mirror.
The way her thighs touched
never bothered me.
She didn't have a small waiste
Nor an hour glass figure
Those things were never significant.
I've cared for my body
Grown in it
Accepted it.
The thing I don't like about my body
Is the pressure from mom
The assurance from sister
The remarks from teammates.
I like my body.
But I seem to be the only one.
The only one that is there for you in the end is yourself.
Lauren Dorothy May 2013
I spend a lot of time

free inside my mind

I dream of a vacant room

with only a mirrored wall

and polished wooden floors

The lilac stereo blasts my favorite songs

and i dance the rythmic ways

ive been dreaming of for days

sometimes, the lilac doors creaks open

and someone i don’t know the name of

dances with me.
i just found this in my archive from two years ago...
Lauren Dorothy May 2013
I spend a lot of time

free inside my mind

I dream of a vacant room

with only a mirrored wall

and polished wooden floors

The lilac stereo blasts my favorite songs

and i dance the rythmic ways

ive been dreaming of for days

sometimes, the lilac doors creaks open

and someone i don’t know the name of

dances with me.
i just found this in my archive from two years ago...
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