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Aug 2018 · 198
Untitled
Asiah Mangham Aug 2018
I'm mad you left
I'm sad you're not here
The words you forced me to hear
The worlds I dream to relive
We die to live but we live to die
But what is living if you can't live forever?
And what is dying when it's under the gun of solitude?
Aug 2018 · 231
Lemons
Asiah Mangham Aug 2018
You can't gain anything from winning and won’t receive anything from losing. When Life hands you Lemons, what's the point of making Lemonade if it's Bitter?
Your Buzzard luck speaks volumes.
Can't **** nothing and won't nothing die
When the world lies flat...
Bitter Is The New Sweet

-Life
Aug 2018 · 222
Perspective
Asiah Mangham Aug 2018
A Hopeless Romantic.
Loving the sight and sound of "love" but not quite loving the emotion of love.
Romance has nothing on the art of swaying a heart.
Hopelessly losing love or Hopelessly surviving.
Hopelessly finding love or Hopelessly rewinding.
When you're Hopelessly Romancing it isn't the dwelling sight of Romance
But,
simply its Perspective.
Do you know what love feels like?
Jul 2018 · 260
Worth
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
Know your worth before you know anything else
Because in the end that's all you'll have to stand for
Jul 2018 · 324
Convinced
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
You're not worthless but...
It's hard to convince a suffocating mind you are
It's hard to convince a drowning heart you are
Convincing yourself that you are worthy of being loved
    ....
Is a Sweet Taste of The After Life
Jul 2018 · 162
Broken
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
The feeling of feeling unworthy is deadly to ones Soul & Heart
It's not that you're heart broken
But the sense of your body and mind being broken.
Jul 2018 · 266
Never Been
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
Speak like it's never been
Spoken
Explain like it's never been
Noticed
Feel as our hearts never connected
As one
Love like it's never been
Lost
Jul 2018 · 339
Coast
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
Lie with me as I feel the world on my shoulders
As I feel you in my mind and only in spirit
Lost between sea and land
We are coasting in paradise with the waves
Jul 2018 · 313
Wounded
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
Your expectations were to high.
Your wound had a scab torn off by the unbearable truth.
A wounded animal like my wounded conscious mind. 
The injury gone but the threat and fear still aware.
Jul 2018 · 256
Notice
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
A bee notices nothing of the beauty the flower it tends.
It has not mended
What it can offer ... What it can bring
The life it can save or take
A flower notices everything of the bee that lands.
Jul 2018 · 251
Watch me
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
Watch me as I cry
Watch me as I feel no reason why,
Watch me as I judge
Watch me as I drag myself through the
   mud.
Jul 2018 · 150
Untitled
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
The beauty I speak
Is not the beauty of me
The beauty that leaks
Is not the beauty I weep.
Jun 2018 · 195
Vulnerable
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
The wound isn't there anymore.
The more you fought and the more you've lost. Succomb to the war it is nothing but matter now.
As it always have been.
It's everywhere now..
On you .... In you .... It is you.
You are a wound only to be discovered as a scab. Picked and naked to vulnerability that lies within.
Cut by the unknown. Naked to known.
Are you really healed?
Jun 2018 · 575
I'm Sorry
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
I'm sorry I lost you trying to find me.
I'm sorry I lost myself trying to find me.
I'm sorry my love hurt you.
But,
I'm even sorrier that my love destroyed me.
I'm sorry because I'm still lost.
Most of all...
I'm sorry you lost you, thinking that you found me.
Jun 2018 · 233
Mine < Mind
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
Constant competition with your mind and body.
Giving a lick only to receive it 10x harder.
The sirens of you wale.
The louder they become the more unaware you become to the feeling.
It's not a fight anymore ... Just a beat down.
Jun 2018 · 369
Numb
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
Why has my heart grown numb to you?
Why does it feel like it's blocked out?
My mind sees you but it still doesn't.
Having to hear you build that brick wall and never tear it down.
Why has my heart grown numb to you?
This mind of mine is so full of life but this heart of mine won't let it.
I've grown numb the people around me.
I've grown numb to the spirit within me.
My heart is confidently lost and it doesn't feel the need to be found.
It's not hiding.
Captivating my soul only to capture it and keep it as it's prisoner.
When will it stop feeling so numb?
Only the ticking time bomb invisible to the visible holds the answer.
My mind has become invisible to my heart.
Leaving it behind lost wondering why?
Why leave me lost in my thoughts?
Asking this empty cold place
When will you come back?
The questions I would ask this still numb heart.
Jun 2018 · 301
Pretty Bird
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
Confined by the walls that protect me.
Confined by the walls of society.
I wish i could just fly.
Spread my wings and go wherever they can carry me.
A pretty bird only needs a push to leave.
But what if it's never pushed?
Always stuck with a burden of being the best and never feeling like it
Truly and Just Simply
Lived.
Jun 2018 · 267
Untitled
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
Is it lust over heart?
I want heart but what do you want?
The loss of boundaries between us made me loose mine also.
You take pride over me and what you have.
But, all I want is pride over your heart and mind.
Why can't I tell you anything?
It's like a blockade has built it's wall over my thoughts.
I seal my mouth and my mind with the burden of you never understanding.
With a little joke and snarl at my wildest imagination makes the rest of my unimaginable thought leak to a world of lost hope.
Hoping that this wall would've been broken by our repetition of so called "Love"
But, by every word and every kiss my walls build higher and even more stronger.
Jun 2018 · 205
Careless
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
Care so much, yet so little
Feel so much, yet so little
What do you feel?
The feeling of everyone and yourself at once left you drained.
Physically, Mentally and even Spiritually
If someway you could come out of your body and stare at yourself
What would you see?
Who would you be?
Maybe I should ask myself these questions.
But, honestly I wouldn't have an answer.
For you or me.
What does that make me?
Who does that make me?
I want so much, yet so little.
I love so much, yet so little
Maybe...
I should stop doing so much and do so little
Or do so little and yet so much
Jun 2018 · 437
Us
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
Us
Expressionless...
The words that paint us.
The loss of words and the loss of feeling between each other is unreal.
Maybe we're not meant to be,
Maybe we're pushing for something that isn't real.
The lack of connection between our lives and our bodies.
Why can't we connect?
Both of our bodies decompressing to the sound of us.
Are we not real?
Are we something unimaginable?
The harder I push and the harder my body tries to be everything
We loose Everything...
Our souls are distant partners whose fates weren't meant to touch.
You're my imagination and I'm your lustful dream.
Take me to the place where our mind and bodies
Touch, Caress, and Embrace one another.
Sad to say Us is my wildest imagination.
Jun 2018 · 253
Believe
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
Believe in me as I believe in you.
Broken in but never healed.
A novel never finished, but a page never unturned.
Jun 2018 · 248
Beauty
Asiah Mangham Jun 2018
As I watch beauty drip from your face.
I wonder why it ceased to stop?
When you've found your inner beauty they don't see.
When you've found reason to your beauty.
But, you're the only one with real natural eyes, with the burden to only see natural.
                     ...
Is beauty really beautiful when you're the only one to discover all it's wonders?

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