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 Jan 2015 Alexis Ash
Ryder Rose
Out in public his eyes glimmer
Ready to set his jokes in place
Offers a warm handshake
A sweet embrace

Nobody gets it
They ask what makes him so bad
Everybody wonders
Why I don't introduce them to my dad

Behind closed doors his eyes go black
His voice grows louder
Already on attack

Quick like a viper
Strikes you when you're down
Whispers sweet nothings
Then to turn them around

I love you
I hate you
I need you
I don't
You're everything
You're nothing
I'll **** you
I promise I wont

It's been five years
Since he last stepped up to me
Tears blur his vision
"Baby please forgive me"

I know forgiveness is power
I struggle with it every day
But it's so hard to move on
When the memories always stay
 Jan 2015 Alexis Ash
ghost dad
pacify my mouth with a white-knuckled fist
and kiss my scars with a tongue void of emotion
squeeze my knees together with hands too bruised to hold
with my shaking fingers
will the knots around my neck
  squeeze me like you do
    and leave bruises like you do
the ends of your hairs tickle me
along the sides of my neck
and tell me to scream
tell me to scream
scream when you leave me alone after dark
scream when the burn of alcohol no longer stings my lips
scream when the bags under your eyes turn into luggage
    stationed next to the front door
your hands around my neck tightens like the knots never could
and the luggage looks like heaven
and somehow i find myself in the inside of your suitcase
yeah .
It has been a year,
Since that awful day,
When life as I knew it,
Slowly slipped away.

Losing more than consciousness,
More than dignity and pride,
I'd end up losing everything,
Even my will to survive.

When I-come to-that day,
I thought it couldn't get worse,
But time would soon show me,
There'd be no end to this curse.

Everything I had known,
Everything that I held true,
Cut and shredded to pieces,
Before justice would be through.

Not reporting the assault,
To the police right away,
Left me running for my life,
So I could live another day.

To leave me alone,
I would later see,
Was not in the abusers,
Plans involving me.

He left me no choice,
But to report to the police,
In hopes they would offer,
Some protection to me.

I needed some guidance,
Protection and some care,
Someone to lead me through it,
And help me over the fear.

What I received instead,
I could not begin to perceive,
They said he said I was lying,
And they believed him, not me.

I was called a liar,
Straight to my face,
By the investigators,
Who were looking at my case.

Stating they'd investigated,
And my report they did see,
But not one of my witnesses,
Was asked for their plea.

"Break the silence today"
The commercials we all see,
hear them on the radio,
watch them on Tv,

I was strangled by him,
The abuser did that to me,
But it was in the hall of Justice,
That life was taken from me.
Written on the one year anniversary of my strangulation by the man who swore he loved me. 7-1 2006
 Nov 2014 Alexis Ash
Traveler
The conscience
Does not condone
The fate that
The future owns
So we breathe
Hope not to
Ever leave...
Some
Choose Not
To Shrink
From Death
Words
Lost to
Monstrosities
Sublime
Good times pass
Laughter echoes
Existence unwinds

I try not to feel
 Jul 2014 Alexis Ash
emmaline
anchor
 Jul 2014 Alexis Ash
emmaline
i woke up with his arm around me
his heavy arm keeping me still
i saw the anchor on his skin
like he could nail me to the water
and i didn't even know how to swim
i was trapped under my drunken sailor
aboard his flaming cruise
his eyes that once loved me
relayed empty words that bruised
they filled my lungs with every breath
there's no room for me on his life boat
i'm just breathing in the water
as if suddenly i'd float
i don't even know if i made it
but if you're wondering, i probably didn't
you'll find my bones on the bottom of the ocean
next to the remnants of his ship
 Apr 2014 Alexis Ash
Abi Sweeney
Just another name scribbled in the corner of my notebook.
My mother should be an author
She carves her soul into millions of pieces
Leaving it behind all of the family photos
When I see my mother
I see a woman
Who wants to hide her soul in a needle
Just so the screaming can stop in her mind,
These bottles are rattling in the living room
You see they have put shackles on her heart,
She can't love anymore
Without having ***** in her water bottle.

Where is she hiding her beer?
I feel like my mother is giving me a scavenger hunt
From the shards of glass that were left on the baseball fields
My mother used to take me to.

You know she always wasn't like this
She was strong minded and had a big heart
Tonight I will tell you the story of a woman
Who lost her soul to the Keystones to the Miller Lites
To the ****** Mary’s.
Let's rewind time
See ******* the soul in ten years

10- I look into my mother's eyes and I start to cry
Because I'm looking at a woman who I don't know anymore

9- I refused to bail her out of jail again
Because I'm afraid her kidney will fail if she drinks again

8- My mother staggered into the theater and disrupted the whole play,
My cast mates turned to me and asked, isn't that your mother?

7- I had to hold my mothers hand
Because she was throwing up the cocktail of drugs and alcohol

6- Daddy had to get mom out of jail she was drinking again

5- My mother throws the bottle across the room
And told me the reason why she drinks is because I'm Autistic

4- My mother overslept for my piano recital,
I didn't think it was a big deal
But I remember she spent the whole night crying
With a wine glass in her hand.

3- Mommy I didn't know your prescription came in a needle

2- Mommy the prescription say 2 pills a day
why are you taking 6?

1- My mother went to the doctor
Found out that she has Rheumatoid Arthritis
I don't know what that means,
But I know she will still be strong right?

0- She took me to a Dodger game for my birthday.
I remember Sammy Sosa hitting a home run that game
She told me that the only person that can **** your soul is yourself
 Apr 2014 Alexis Ash
betterdays
stillness
requires,
patience
requires,
consciouness
requires,
awa­reness
requires,
attentiveness
requires,
calmness
requires,
still­ness
~~~~~~~
~~~~~
~~~
~
there is an art
to being still
and allowing
the world to
enfold you.
~~~
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