Poetry Blog by Lane J. Yarbrough
How sweetly your lips felt the last time I kissed them so fucking toxic.
This heart dropped to a stutter my stomach went instantly nauseous.
You are so hypnotic my emotions became hypnotized.
Blinded by empty promises turned into lies.
And I still deny that I am being pulled from both ends.
I still pretend you aren't shredding me apart because I still bend to your will...
Thursday 12th July 2018 4:57 pm
She's that fire you add gasoline too just to see her light up your world.
That lit end of a joint you breathe in every day that used to burn but now gets you high.
She is that sundown pill you pop at night and take a sip and in the morning she's still in your arms.
That morning coffee kiss sweet enough to break away the bags under your eyes as her hair tickles your cheek.
Waking up fro...
Thursday 12th July 2018 4:41 pm
I'll rip off the crown you've demanded over your head for so very long,
One you did not deserve nor place respect upon its Halo from the metaphoric horns from your temples; you are wrong.
There is no honor in your practice yet the throne you sit on appeals to all the shit you've spilled and it's ideal to you to babble in your pathetic glory that you're a "man" at all.
You've sat in fraudulent g...
Saturday 7th July 2018 5:06 am
Nothing was finished when you we're finished with me.
You had crossed the make believe finish line but the factual system of my heart didn't have such opinion.
I didn't even begin yet.
I had so many things needed to be felt and to begin was something I had not fathomed.
I wasn't ready to run away while you we're sprinting.
I didn't have the chance to thank you for the lessons.
For the hidden...
Friday 6th July 2018 11:14 pm
Judge a book by its cover.
See the rippled front.
The fade of the colors,
The missing corners that show the first page.
Observe the hell out of it.
To not is nothing but refusal.
Neglect and impatience.
We've been told to break our basic instinct and only read the title of a story and see it as the same as the new one next to it.
An equal clarity that both have undergone a mindfu...
Sunday 1st July 2018 8:34 am
When I think of you,
I empty this bottle,
Drinking on a lucky thought trying to drown the sorrow.
And when I think of you,
I think about tomorrow.
Hoping that in some way I don't fly away cause I feel so hollow.
And when I think of you,
I see that beautiful smile,
That one that made all the fighting and the pain all the worthwhile.
But we pushed and pulled till we couldn't anymore. ...
Sunday 1st July 2018 8:32 am
I've been trying to push myself.
Open up to my mind that I'm so stubborn to change so stuck in my ways and the irony is I have a tattoo on my left hand symbolizing "open to change" but I find myself every day doing the exact opposite.
I open my mind to new thoughts but I do not change mine. I'm insensitive to most things because I find happiness when I'm alone so my mind has told me to forget ev...
Sunday 1st July 2018 8:25 am