Otherwise Engaged

Ridiculous
You tell me
I wouldn't kiss you anyway
even if I weren't
otherwise engaged

Believe me,
I understand
I wasn't a small boy yesterday
running about, love-sick,
wanting you and maybe her

That's stupid
You go on
It's possible you're quite amused
Maybe it's all in my head
Maybe you would kiss me

Don't be afraid
You whisper
I want to hold your hand
just as you want, so much,
my tender lips

I wish deeply
That it's not a joke
Your words and motions comfort
but emotions are a game
You play me like a child.

Me and my Thighs

The biggest feud I've had of all

Is me myself and my thick thighs 

The friends you've known your whole life

The reasons for your silent cries

The lengths you'd go to make them right

The diets, so they'd satisfy 

The dress you waited winter time

To wear once.

And then the pay checks that you blew

To buy five bottles of the goo

To rid yourself of cellulite 

...it didn't work, and then you cried.

No thigh gap to fill up with love

Self love

No curves to hug the lovers hand 

No lover either.

And yet when time comes and you have to run 

Nobody's on your side but your thigh sisters. 

In beauty's eyes you had to compromise 

Embracing them has brought no prize 

But runner, that you are and woman too 

So find the love to give back to your thighs. 

She's Trapped

She's trapped
In a loveless state, not even trying to get away
She's trapped
In a house with no love, or at least none that she knows of

She's sad
Says her prayers every night but always looks back
She's sad
Asked for help but kept on being so bad

She's trapped
She smiles at faces that don't matter
We're trapped
We're locked up away from each other

***

What's love?
When you'd rather be on a beach in the isles?
Teasing stars and drinking wine?
Holding hands and feeling fine?

What's love?
When you'd rather be smoking dope, sniffing coke?
Running away as you try your best to cope?

***

She's trapped
Reaching for fingers miles away
Smiling at people, pretending it's ok

She wants to slit her wrists and numb her eyes
rip her ears and bleed out dry
and she wants to stop fucking crying herself to sleep every night

- By Josh N

Your Heart is Frozen

Maybe you're a lover, and maybe you're a poison.
One thing that's true is girl, your heart is frozen;
And we all know how everything you touch turns broken.

 - By Josh N