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 Jan 2017 Lauren Leal
Destre'
I'm drowning in the pounding of my own heartbeat
 Jan 2017 Lauren Leal
Destre'
Let's start a new chapter*
Where he's kneeling and she sits
Slowly he'd lick his lips
And make a trail with his finger tips
It'd move into vauge sentences
Simple movements
Feelings
Shapes and colors
Imaginations thrown into overdrive
filling in the blanks
Thought up
All cought up, in some girls daydream
She decided to write it down... With more detail
 Jun 2016 Lauren Leal
cxbra
Unique.
 Jun 2016 Lauren Leal
cxbra
underneath the mossy trees
hide your insecurities
I promise that you're perfect
and I can be your fantasy
listing to destiny's
I say your name so perfect
You tell me that you love me
and you don't need nobody
so just meet me at the lake
underneath the mossy trees
hide your insecurities
and let me listen to you sing
 Jun 2016 Lauren Leal
Destre'
You are Me
I was you
You were me
But now I am new
Even though you are still you
You are no longer me
Because now I am me
Through and through
Now we are two;
Separate.
I'm okay
 Apr 2016 Lauren Leal
Grimmest
I find peace in the darkness,
But long to feel the light.
Its warmth down upon me,
Its aura soft and bright.

The light captivates my mind,
With dreams of gentle skies.
It reaches through my darkness,
And strips away all ties.

My darkness fights against it,
This bringer of the light.
But it fails to pierce its brilliance,
And fades into the night.

Freedom has finally found me,
And I respond with open arms.
I embrace its vivid glow,
And all its hidden charms.

The weight has finally lifted,
I truly now am free.
Of all my darkly baggage,
That had a hold of me.
OUTSIDE THE OUTSIDE

There was no outside.

There was only
this room.

Only this moment
as if

the world had tiptoed away
into the dusk

leaving this room
floating in space

in the nothing
Time too it seemed

had gone.

She reached for
the razor blade.
I will board my ship of delusion
and sail slowly, deliberately
toward the port of conclusion
where, I assume
there'll be a place to land
between the restless waves of regret
and my carefree castle in the sand

©Jason Cole
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