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Ashlei Cottom Jul 2014
It's 3 a.m and I'm still awake,
I pick up the pen and put it to the page.

With every word I gain some feeling,
With every line, I look for answers.
The scratch of the pen meets the beat of my heart,
The hideous scribbles trying to be art.

It's 3 a.m and I'm still awake,
I pick up the pieces of myself that keep falling,
Pick them up to keep from breaking down.
With every scratch of the pen,
I only break more.
Every wall broken down,
Every facade shattered,
And everything under the carpet is swept out the door.

It's 4 a.m and I'm still awake,
I put down the pen and rip out the page.
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Ashlei Cottom Jul 2014
I tried so hard to keep you safe,
I held it all in until I couldn't anymore...
Lord knows I tried...

I thought I could do it,
I swore up and down,
I smiled outside while inside I broke down...

The truth hit me in the face,
Though, I tried so hard to deny...
It doesn't matter how hard I try,
I'll never be able to keep you safe.
I am the problem...

Just keep your distance,
You'll be alright,
Just know that I love you,
And that it's for you that I fight.

You mean more than the world,
You're my shining star,
Just keep your distance,
You'll still shine bright.
Just know that I love you,
And it's for you that I fight.
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Ashlei Cottom Jul 2014
Laughable, lovable,
Cuddly and sweet.
But threaten his family and you're dead meat.

His growl rolls out like thunder,
His feet are apart,
His body is squared,
The hair on his back stands up,
And his teeth are bared.

His fangs flash like lightening,
You have every right to be scared.
You can tell he means business!

Take heed, for your next move could very well be your last.
As he moves to face the threat,
You can hear his growl clearly say
"Come any closer and I'll rip you to shreds"
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Ashlei Cottom Jun 2014
Stay alive.
Deep breaths.
You're calling me a hypocrite, I know,
But darling,
I'm not worth as much as you.

Your beautiful smile lights up the room,
Your words paint a picture, captivating everyone.
Your arms embrace so many,
Their pain are scars on your wrists.
Stay alive.

Live on for me.
You're calling me selfish, I know,
But darling,
I'm not worth as much as you.

The lives you've touched multiply daily,
They all talk of the one who gave them light,
Who looked at them with love, not spite.

You're crying,
Calling me stupid, I know,
But I wasn't worth as much as you.
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Ashlei Cottom Jun 2014
A life time of crying out,
Falling on deaf ears.
So much pain,
No one cares enough to see.

4 years of complete silence.
No cries,
No screams,
Nothing.

Finally today,
I'm breaking the silence.
Help me.
Don't let me fall.
I'm teetering on the edge,
The storm's beating down,
And I'm tempted to jump.

It's morbid,
I know.
You're telling me to hang one,
But I've been hanging on for 16 years.
16 years too long...
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Ashlei Cottom Jun 2014
Its okay,
I'm not afraid,
I'll let you go and you'll be fine.

My breathing's getting slower,
And my heart starts to fade,
As the tears fall from your face.

You wipe them away,
You pull me in tight,
Trying to make me stay.
Trapped in love's embrace.

It's okay,
I'm not afraid,
I'll let you go and you'll be fine.

The beat's almost stopped,
My voice is getting faint,
And with my last breath I lean in to say,
"It's okay,
I'm not afraid,
I'll let you go and you'll be fine.
I love you."
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Ashlei Cottom Jun 2014
I've jumped off the Junior Cliff,
And now broken, bruised and battered.

My defenses dropped,
My immunity lowered,
I've caught Senioritis.

My academic heartbeat has significantly slowed,
I've jumped off the cliff, but I'm not alone,
Signs are hung from trees,
They read
  "Here lies the class of 2016"

It's not as simple as you think,
I didn't just give up,
I did try hard enough,
But since you've been here,
Everything's changed.
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