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Asonna Oct 2017
Feeling something that was once happiness
is now nothing but a memory.
Wretched with grief and anxiety,
Pain in my chest swallows me whole.

Caverns of black and purple,
my heart lies deep within
expelling inks in tones of red,
yet my body feels no lighter still.

I close my eyes, there's darkness there.
But there's darkness everywhere.

Water pours over head,
steam fills up the room.
Crossed legs upon the floor,
tears fall down my face.
difference to water is between my sobs,
the salt lays thick on my tongue.

Fatigued in life, not just my breath
each day begins to drag.
Challenge myself to leave it still,
because harming helps no one.
Asonna Sep 2017
Drowning.
Drowning in silence.
I'm lost.
So terribly Lost.
In a crowd of people
I feel like nothing more than just a ghost.

You're oblivious.
Oblivious to me.

Help.
Help me.
Help me to help you.
What do I have to do?

Strip.
Strip the sheet.
Bare my soul to you?
Not good enough.
Probably.

Body.
Fine.
That's not mine.

Stay.
Stay anyway.
I know I'm not a 10.
But my arms are open.

Attention.
Attention.
Please look at me.
Help me.
Let me help you.

Sigh.
Fine.
Nevermind.
I tried anyway.
Asonna Sep 2017
Hallow and Empty
I'm feeling alone
Knowing that you're in danger.
Hospital beds with so many meds
It's like you're not there anymore.

I fear that one day you'll leave me
I'm all cut up and broken inside.
So mama, Please stay with me.
I need you to be alright.

Never a person for friends
But i always had you in the end
true form of support
with unconditional love
I don't know how I'll cope without you.

I've been in this place before.
the one where you've almost died.
i'll take those moments with me
it makes me cherish you deep inside.

Mama please know that I love you
I can't lose you at age 41
It's much too soon for the both of us
so take my hand and please hold it tight.
but mama, i know you're strong
Hopefully everything will be alright.
My mum is in hospital at the moment and she's pretty sick, I've been trying to process everything but thinking about it only makes me cry. I love you mama.
Asonna Aug 2017
It's been a while, but you're recognized
from when we went to school.
You and I have hooked up before,
nothing of ****** relations.
But when you popped up on my screen,
I'll admit there was hesitation.

You push and push then suddenly pull,
don't know if it's a game.
but against my better judgement,
I swiped right anyway.
there you instantly shot a message,
and picked up where we left off.

Before i know it I'm in a car,
the windows are all fogged up.
Hands to my *******, I'm in your lap,
your lips leeched to my neck.
mind screams "No, what are you doing?"
But my body says "Pleasure me."

If that night wasn't enough,
we met the very next day.
Went back to his and like before
He had his way with me.
Guilty conscience plays repeat,
to this day I probably shouldn't have done it.

He pushed for plans where I didn't have time,
It was either work or moving.
Eventually told me he was done playing around,
but i thought *** was all he wanted.
Told him I was moving 6 hours away
That I couldn't hold that type of connection.

I haven't heard from him
nor have I seen him since
But now that I'm 6 hours away
I've lost all form's of connection
In a new town, filled with new people
It was crazy, but I felt lonely.
Asonna Aug 2017
Fingers play along as my mind wanders.
Sat up on the deck, the night air pooling in
this position's natural, my back's against the rail
jumper zipped three-quarter way,
knee bent to rest the body.

Fingers line along the frets, as the others sit rosette,
play whatever comes to mind
or they just simply do the walking.
Hum a tune, sing a little ditty
As waves crash in my mind.

Close my eyes, I see it there,
tones of blue flood through.
Stunning rocks they push against
to develop the perfect arch.
Fingers start to slow.

Eyes open, the sun is gone
It's time to go inside.
Off the deck and to my feet
when I noticed you've been listening.
flashed a grin and leaned over
"Can you please play on for me?"
Asonna Aug 2017
Colours of pink and orange
smeared together with yellow,
couple touches of pretty lilac.

Lavender sponged through the sky,
A splash of burnt sienna.
highlights, white, up in the clouds
floating to the distance.

Fields below, full of wheat,
a godsend for the farmers.
their crisp, clean lines flow with the wind
despite the land that's dry and bare.

Fences keep the people out,
It's classed as private land.
The tractor, red. Ahead the sun
looks like a shadow standing tall.

One more stroke across the line,
then left to breathe some air.
Placed on a wall for many eyes,
so they can all see beauty within.
Asonna Aug 2017
Smear my name through the dirt,
I know it's what you do.
Told me I had to learn how to trust,
but tell me, why trust you?

The inconsistency in details.
The straight up blatant lies.
What stories must you tell
to make them see your side.

I don't think you realise,
how much your actions hurt.
I've been here in this place before,
more than you probably think.

I never told you all my stories,
I kept them to myself.
So to you i must seem like a *****
But I promise that I'm not.

2 years goes by and I still wonder
what your life is like.
But then I remember the slander
and suddenly I'm alright.
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