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you keep me up
up for lust
or hunger for indearment
all though the night
i keep my eyes shut
to dream up
lustfully
what i thouhjt was love
was just dream
of
**lust
LUST
I don't want to imagine you and her
hands intertwined
walking together in the dark concrete jungle
while I'm left alone on these cold dirt roads.

I can't imagine how you could ever
love a girl like me
that looks upon your past
with such jealousy.

And you wouldn't imagine
how one look in those eyes
makes me gravitate towards you
and forget those times
when you were
with her.
No need for jealousy
I only love you I promise
I don't love him I swear

Stop imagining things
Things I stop thinking,
Things I regret for happening.

The moments I spend with you
are far more beautiful.
I can't think of tomorrow
without your smile on the picture.
Im aiming to be
more blatantly free and creative
a characteristic of mine that's a happy belated now that I face that it's stated,

I'm faded.

In and out of the working collective,
consciousness
and I know now that I'm calm and collected.

The docs have told me
that my brain is infected

I've got a disease that causes me to be hectic and reckless
when it comes to fighting my pessimist 'X's
& if you don't like it then fine there's the exit.

Exotic.
Message.

I'm out here
               messin.

You say you're woke but you flexin
I exist only to test it.
Are you with or without us?

You say you're enlightened
that third eye's open and widened
but are you REALLY about it?
now that I've seen all of your sides, I have a decision to make
I could love you for the man you are
...and the man you aren't,
or I could gather my love and walk away.
learning to accept that you are you and could never be who I want you to be
--made you even more beautiful to me.
Because here I am, knee deep in you
       and you knee deep in me
I tread through your dimensions, and with every hardship we survive,
I  learn to love you a little bit different.
Thank you for making me patient.
I don't understand
why I like you
You're nothing to me,
nothing.
Not a friend,
Foe,
Acquaintance.
You're just there
always in my thoughts;
Lingering.
You're nothing but a
Distraction.

In truth I think,
I like having you in my head
That way someone else
Can understand just how crazy it is
To have these thoughts that suffocate me.
The thought of
scars,
razors,
blood.
The lovely pain it's all caused me.

I'd like to think
Someone is right there with me.
Holding my hand.
Someone who *understands.
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