Lauren Osborn

Lauren Osborn Jul 2018

Lost

I’m spun up and turned around
Lost in the dark and can not see
Thinking of what the world could be
Can’t find my way through this maze of destruction
Because all I fear is imperfection

Politics traveling through a young mind

Lauren Osborn Jul 2018

Shunning the Feelings

Letting things get to me is my enemy
I do things dreadfully and escape them helplessly
Please God save me
Before I leave relentlessly

#mythoughtscontrolme

Lauren Osborn Jul 2018

Tatted, forgotten love.

My head was against your swollen petals
My hands were through your thorns
Your cross was cold, against my chest
When my spine straightened, I could see the reflection of my hope in your eyes.
When your cross went down my thighs, it only made me realize that my hope may never die.
It was too bad you withheld my heart when it melted through your fingertips.

First hidden love with an older man. Written at 17 years of age.

#tattoo #secretlove

Lauren Osborn Jul 2018

Too Late

Minds White
Souls Missing
Hearts blank
Cold, lifeless wind through my hair
Looking down at the glorious new world
The moving blurs racing like chariots
Scars are bunnies wanting to bounce away
Sorrow flowing fast through my veins
The time of sharp pains of his hands recurring
Glass bottles smashing, skin dripping of disappointment
Off I go to the colorful, hard sea
10, 9, 8
Guess they’re too late

Written at 15 years of age.

#suicide #dieyoung

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