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  Jun 2014 Ashley
Tom Leveille
kissing you was like swerving into oncoming traffic

i can never tell if i am more haunted by empty picture frames or the ashes of their contents

you taught me that the saying "pick your battles" meant not answering when love was at the door

sometimes when i drink whiskey i swear i can hear your voice in the creases of my bedsheets & i sleep on the floor

i still catch myself running my hands over things you touched the most, looking for the echoes of your fingertips

i practice things i'll never say to you

i remember the day you told me you didn't like poetry, how "everything's already been said" & how "nothing meaningful can be captured without being cliche" you know, i don't miss you like the sun and moon, i do not miss you like tide bent waves crashing on the shoreline, i miss you like a chernobyl  swingset misses children

rumor has it that drowning is a lot like coming home, that drinking bleach can **** the butterflies in your stomach

for your love of cigarettes, i would have been an ashtray

this halloween i want to dress up as the you when you loved yourself and show up on your doorstep

i never understood what you meant when you said i was an instrument, back when you would cup your hands around my chest and breathe through the holes in my heart, i still wonder if the sounds i made remind you of wind chimes

i never paid much attention to abandoned buildings until i became one

in my dreams all the flowers smell like your perfume

i am the only person who has ever wished for the same snowflake to fall twice

if i could go back, and rewrite the definition of audacity, it would be how when we lost the bet of love, you said "we never shook on it"

i love you, if the feeling is not mutual, please pretend this was a poem

the only apology i want from you, is to have you repeat the names of children we will never have in your parents living room until they *****

we are the same person if you find yourself up at 4am dry heaving promises, or if you are kept awake by the laughter of those who've abandoned you

nobody ever told you that goodbyes taste like the back of stamps

sometimes i'm convinced that the only reason we hug, is so you can check my back for exit wounds
Ashley May 2014
never has my life looked
so open, so vast with words
leaping to greet me, lapping
eagerly at my fingertips
with undeniable zeal and
delight for a new life, a
fresh start and beginning
i could only dream to see
with you out of the picture,
with you far from sight,
i am reigning supreme --
in this kingdom, you
will see me step up to
the role of queen --
and i am ready,
prepared to take flight
should the duty call
me to the skies,
prepared to send
you floating down
the river like the
unwanted child
(and always is
something i shall
mean forever, but i
need to spread my wings
before i lose all these
glorious feathers)
never again do i plan
to see your face, except on
my facebook feeds,
never again will your shadow
stand so greatly over me
i'm free --
DO YOU HEAR THAT,
THE ROARING OF THE AIR?
CAN YOU SMELL THE SEA SALT
OR TASTE IT LINGERING RIGHT
THERE INSIDE OF ME, DARE
I EVEN BLINK, DARE I
LOOK UP TO SEE THAT
FINALLY I CAN
THINK?
never again will i
bow down to your influence
because you are gone
and, finally,
i can rebuild
theses run-down
ruins.
I thought losing you would be the hardest thing, and for the period leading up to it... it was. But then you left, and I didn't need to say goodbye, and it was the most ******* easy thing I've ever done in my life.
Ashley May 2014
crying over you like
i'm thirteen again
and i can't fathom life
without you once again,
can't believe i'm losing
you for a second time,
can't believe that these
same regrets still weigh
down so heavily on this
fragile, broken down
chest.

how can i love
something so much
when it was never
mine from the
start?

sick to my stomach,
shaking hands, lips
trembling while the
hourglass drips grains
of sand. time drags on,
time flies by, time to
turn around and say
my final goodbyes.

shivers wracking thick
shoulders, crawling down
my spine, somehow i pray
that you realize you
are always on my mind.
I've been crying all day. I didn't realize it would hurt this much.
Ashley May 2014
i'm trying
isn't that all i can do?
isn't it all i have left,
the only breath that's slicing
heavily through my chest,
ripping through the chambers
of this empty hollowed heart,
can't you hear it beating? do you hear
the fireworks exploding, right
from the start? razor blades
gliding down my throat
embedded in my tongue
and i've never prayed so hard for
someone to be happy because your
smile is like the sun and oxygen and if
i don't see it, at least once a day, how am i
to survive? you were here and then
you weren't.
i've written it a thousand times, i'll write
it a thousand times more -
don't go.
don't forget me.
you are my biggest regret.
not because i said too much, but
because i never said
enough.
9 days. My heart aches, but my body is numb.
  May 2014 Ashley
kyla marie
I can't believe how amazing you are. You're the only person who's made me feel this special in a long time [delete]

are you sure you just want to be 'friends', I think I'm in love with you [delete]

can I have a goodbye kiss? I love your kisses, they taste like summer [delete]

I wish you would just say "Hi" to me in the hallways [delete]

that girl you always walk with is beautiful, I can understand why you didn't want me [delete]

when you told me I was beautiful and **** and all you would ever want, was that all a lie too? [delete]

I got a mosquito bite today and it reminded me of when we slept outside and were attacked by them [delete]

it smells like the nights we spent together [delete]

one, two, three...I've lost count of how many drinks are for you [delete]

I wish you thought about me as much as I think of you [delete]

why are your words stuck in my head [delete]

I was naive and young, I'm sorry I actually thought you loved me [delete]

it's been months since the summer nights we spent together. please tell me you miss me. [delete]

my chest hurts. my heart aches. everything about you from the way your lips tasted to how I got chills down my spine from just one touch makes me want to explode [delete]

the blood running down my wrist contains the words you said but never meant [delete]
Ashley May 2014
i think about what kissing you
might have felt like;
butterflies landing on skin,
gliding across uncharted valleys
and plains; waves
gently lapping at the tips of
electric toes, returning home after
witnessing battles and carnal instinct
and bottles drowning, cause of death
stories that never found the desired
reader because the ocean is a selfish
being, rebellious, desperate
for shreds of humanity in
the middle of vast wilderness,
tenacious, ferocious jungles
kissing you might have been
gentle like the girl in pastel
pink, pale thighs quivering, mountains
of goosebumps erupting across her arms
when the indie rocker with an
"always" tatto and a phoenix teardrop
swirls galaxies into the milky
way that is, what her Lord sees,
sin
it might be the hummingbird heartbeat
of a first date, the aftermath of gunfire,
slow as toxic death. or kissing you
may have set me ablaze - a living, breathing,
burning bush. it might have been
the anchor i thought i
wanted, needed, pleaded for.
perhaps you would have forced me afloat
instead of seeing me drown
myself, not stopping it, turning away. kissing you could have felt like oxygen
being pumped into my lungs if i had
courage, wits, half a brain, a heart.
kissing you could have sewn
me together or ripped me apart.
kissing you was the end, kissing you was the start
of
everything.
Ashley Apr 2014
it's been a few weeks, and
i'm trying my best,
though i can still hear
some voices in my head.
i'm trying to go blind,
trying to do and not
escape from real life.
but it's hard to stay here,
standing ramrod still,
when there's dancing around me
that's making me ill. i can't
find a shortcut or some way out
so instead i'm just looping these
feelings around
and around, like a cassette tape
being rewound,
looping and looping the same
tired sound.
taking all of this in is a bit
of a struggle and i'm finding
that i'm drowning
inside of this puddle and god,
i'm not much of a believer
but i sure think i'd like
if you could send me a sign. i need
some reason, give me a rhyme because
i'm trying to force these words out
but here i am typing and i can't
hear a sound
it's like radio silence from every single end
and i know it's just school
i know it's just them
and i know it's that friendless
might be my middle name,
right between selfish and
still-can't-tell-you-the-game,
can't give you a clue,
can't bring you the truth,
even though i'm advising other people
on how to do what they do. so maybe my
first name is hypocritical and my
last might be *****,
but at least that's an itch i'm
quite familiar with,
and oh god i think i'm crazy
i can't see straight right now,
the typing of keys, the clicking of
cows, i might need a break,
i'm getting one now.
but i still see your face, and
try as i might, i'm fighting
your sweetness,
oh my god i hate this,
can you stop it please?
dear god can you hear me,
can you consider my pleas?
i'm not very special and
quite wish-washy,
but i think i need your
guidance because i'm lost and
without, help me decide
where my heart is standing,
help it find solid ground so i can make
a soft landing.
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