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326 · Sep 2013
Haiku?
Ashley Centers Sep 2013
Rain splashes concrete
Their hearts beat contentedly
Please, stay a while.
326 · Dec 2013
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Ashley Centers Dec 2013
Demons keeping you up all night.
Move along, light another cigarette
and act like you're under control
instead of falling apart, tearing
patches of your hair out. Break down
and hold tight. Everything's gonna
be alright. Peeling away at layers
of newspaper on the coffee table;
knowing that talk is not action
and that only movement creates.
Love is so hard sometimes.
322 · Dec 2013
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Ashley Centers Dec 2013
I wrote you another love poem today,
Full of cliches and sap, thicker than honey,
but than I thought; he loves you
and you him, so just be on with it already.
Please, forgive me if I’m too frank.

Would you take a walk with me
through the park and around the lake?
Dreams of a future lie in a purple-trimmed house.
We drink too much (coffee, *****)
while we spill our secrets,
comfortable in our vulnerability.

Stand still. Pretend for a moment
that you’re mine and I’m yours.
This time we’ll take a picture so that
later, when you go and I remain (stuck),
we’ll have something to bridge the miles
between my heart and yours.
313 · Sep 2013
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Ashley Centers Sep 2013
The selves we lose while
we’re busy being found
in the brittle pages of bibles,
at the bottom of Barcardi bottles.
Transcendence and imminence
weave together and pull us apart.
311 · Sep 2013
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Ashley Centers Sep 2013
Cheap winks walked her wonder
further down the hollowing
turns as darkness quickly
assured me of being warily
mentioned as difficult
308 · Sep 2013
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Ashley Centers Sep 2013
Walking in the woods praying                                                                                                      
to the heavens above for a clear mind,                                                                                  
some spirit. Glass pierces skin, rush                                                                                          
of blood. Euphoria.                                                                                                                  
The body is numb. Mind is sharp,                                                                                  
shattered. Rubbing alcohol for the wound                                                                            
and a shot of whiskey to send him to sleep.
306 · Sep 2013
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Ashley Centers Sep 2013
Birds sing their morning songs
amidst mountains asleep in the fog
And I find I don’t have the answer
anymore. My heart on my sleeve
and my head spinning in circles.
Would you wake me when you leave?
305 · Mar 2015
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Ashley Centers Mar 2015
You loved me too **** well
So I sacrificed myself, blue mind
And ****** body, up to you completely
In search of a higher place
Above the chaos this love creates.
Don't you worry, this wanderer is lost of her own accord.
Put down your shining armor. Lay down your heavy sword.
The strength of your metal has proven worthy.
Try as you have, you cannot save me
And I don't expect you to.
This fight is mine and blood will be shed.
You were just the body I broke against.
And you held strong for so long. It's time to let go.
Stop your hollow talk and fill these empty hearts.
We must sacrifice ourselves and repent for our sins
Before we can play our redemption song.
My love will not falter.
Brown eyes, will you help me forget?
295 · Nov 2014
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Ashley Centers Nov 2014
Your big brown eyes and kind words
Tear down the walls I raise up
To protect my vulnerability. Pull me
closer and watch the world melt away.
You ask what I'm thinking and I find
I don't have the words to make you stay.
And so I watch you walk away, sad.
But first, you kiss the top of my head
And say, don't cry this time
And so I don't. Glass shatters
Within and whiskey tempts.
I count the hours I should be sleeping
And I swear I can smell your cologne
On my skin as I tell myself, over and over,
Just friends, remember?
292 · Dec 2014
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Ashley Centers Dec 2014
For days afterward she feels
Numb and diluted; nothing can touch her.
And then a rush of emotion so strong
She's dancing across red rooftops.
Plummeting through the night sky;
Alice chasing her heart down the rabbit hole.
Unafraid of death's sweet oblivion if it means
Forgetting the taste of him. How she comes
Crawling back with just one word.
Manifestation of anger in music:
loud, angry, earth shattering
And finally quiet. Quiet enough
To ease the heaviness of the world.
Words spill out. Questions. Doubts. Apologies.
When the world is spinning alongside
Your head, remember,
You. Me. The world. It was all made to be broken.
Take a sad song and make it better
Because happiness has a violent roar.
285 · Sep 2013
Six More Words
Ashley Centers Sep 2013
She’ll drown
him out.
Dancing queen.
259 · Aug 2014
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Ashley Centers Aug 2014
Between brilliant explosions of brimstone
and reflective waters, searching, I climb
the ladder of the blue earth. Searching,
I call your name as my fatigued body
sinks into the darkness. Emptiness fills me
up from the inside, reaching further and further
until all that remains is a husk, beaten by the wind
and the sun, unrelenting in it’s love for us.
249 · Oct 2013
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Ashley Centers Oct 2013
Make conversation until it hurts
because you won't let him go.
Exchange your pleasures for pain.
What do life or death matter
when you are surrounded by light?
242 · Sep 2013
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Ashley Centers Sep 2013
He remembered the winter
to be unnaturally full of magic.
The verses perhaps too pleasant
as the girl lay there trembling
and thinking of tomorrow
and the dilemma of her death.
218 · Oct 2014
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Ashley Centers Oct 2014
James Taylor and lonely sunrises
Make my heart break all over again.
I can't figure out where I went wrong
But my bed and my heart are empty tonight.
You've got God and your wife, she really is lovely,
And I've got scars as bright as the night sky.
A future full of promise and landscapes yet unseen.
Seven years leaves room for a lot of growth.
Here's to yesterday and a love that once was.
210 · Aug 2014
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Ashley Centers Aug 2014
And now that she’s back
in your life again I find myself
telling you that I’m happy
for you and her and everybody
but we both know I’m not.
I’ll play the part of the fool
while you stand there in the corner
using my heart as a child’s plaything.

— The End —