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keep telling yourself,

all it is it lust,

because pure love cannot rust.

and when he touches you, you'll melt

but those fingers you can't trust

when all they feel with

are the throes of lust



when the snow flies in the winter winds

creating something like a frigid autumn mist

all they are is two unhealthy kids

looking for something to love, waiting for something to miss



your name dances along my wrists

among the scars i left in your wake

the same floats around when we kiss

can this lust truly put lives at stake?



do we pick up the pieces

or let them fall, down, down, further down

sometimes your words pierce- those meaningless teases

and i get lost, lost in the sound

because in an isolated system, entropy only increases.



where skin meets skin

and entanglement grows

lust will begin

to make it's darkened throes
package your life into
neat little compartments
and manage the strife with
nary a soul; live with an independent
determined, flying mind

hold onto the hands that feed you
keep your claws sheathed and
your teeth to lose
smile while they're still here, yeah
smile before they disappear

check me out of the hospital
check me into the life i almost lost
recovery is almost some sort of miracle
a few sacrifices is the minor cost

treat life with a sip of wine
you never take it all at once
keep your secrets safe in your mind
but keep your eyes locked on the sun.
cars passing by with their
little minds locked safe inside
cigarette ashes line the drive way,
you forgot to sweep the walkway
that morning, you froze still in my wake
did you beg for god, your soul to take?

here's a line for the peace of mind
i've searched so hard to find
be patient, be kind
keep out watch for those little signs
it's getting better every day.

i'm getting stronger through the night
my dreams keep you far from sight
what we did was wrong,  but felt so right
the manipulation so evident in the words we'd fight

you became the tangles in my hair and
the creak of the floor boards
in that old abandoned attic
discarded like an empty bottle you swallowed whole
love like this issues no control.

paint my face with pretty colors
to get a smile from the pretty people
making their way around
smile with those sincere teeth
and practice those principles
in which you preach

keep your head
close to home
we are not worthless
for the war in our minds
comes and goes
no lost souls to darkness
no evil idea fed
each and every object has come alive
the distance has been growing longer
while my heart seems to grow so much fonder
of you and all those lovely things you do
making me hope to someday be
as unmistakably impeccable as you

and when you see me,
what do you look at?
the longing in my eyes or
the tension in my lips
and the way they yearn for yours.

and take me where you please,
tell me what to take a look at
raise my mind from the floorboards
to the way your innocence sits
reminding me of the purity of what i adore.

and some day will come
where our fingers meet the skin
of the other, under a shining sun
and our story will truly begin.

with touch, with eyes meeting the others'
never too much, not enough for another
but enough for us
to relish in
and trust

so my dear, i hope to see you soon
thinking of all the beauty i'd have to lose
if i were to forget about you.
would you take a look at that,
the positivity emanating from the loss of you
i can breathe again without you
sighing down my neck
with your fault-laden words
putting me in a submission hold and
driving me up the walls
my blood creating murals for you
down to the last pill i took

so now i'm partially free
from that addicting little touch of yours
if you ever kissed me again i'd
push you far away and run as fast as i can
so as not to fall into your trap again.

i don't need you to breathe
safely, and fully
i have all i need here,
right at home
i can live okay without the thought of you
to plague my mind and dreams

without you it's suicide
said the little thing inside me, once growing, swelling with time
now it drowns out, safe and sound
in the little box inside my brain
to keep me from going insane

do not resuscitate
face the darkness to hold you close
where you are one and you are all
of the things you love and hate
when you can be free of
this mortal machine
of recycled skin and bones

i'll live without you
brave and whole
a gladiator inside my own mind
fighting the demons
from dusk to dawn
i love the way you speak,
and the way you show me the ways
all the ways you'd touch me
it's only been a few weeks, a few lonesome days
but that's all it takes
for me to see how lovely you are

and to think, regardless of how far
the land stretches on between us
we still can see the same old stars
show me the differences between love and lust.

and you're so healthy in the way that you move
giving me the fire for those bad habits i've got to lose
so maybe, just maybe, you could be my muse,
would that be okay with you?
i burnt the letter i wrote you to a crisp
the flames, they licked
at all the pages of a love i thought i'd miss
and the ashes, they smoldered
blew away in the wind
like how we made love, and we'd shoulder
all of each other's broken sins

now you're finally gone,
for good this time
the time has come, for our chaotic song
to come to an ending line.

i will love without you
i will live without you
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