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I am made of the ash
that gets left behind
with burned cigarettes
like hollowed pasts.
Platinum silver.
Just like starlight.
 May 2017 Ashley Jack
ryn
Normal
 May 2017 Ashley Jack
ryn
Uncomfortable within this skin.
My joints complain
and muscles scream.

But people say, "It's normal.
It's more common than you think."


My mind in shambles.
Ideas incoherent
and thought processes
sluggish at best.

But people say, "It's normal.
It's more common than you think."


My emotions are in
total disarray.
I'm not happy
yet I'm not anything at all.

But people say, "It's normal.
It's more common than you think."


My insides twisting,
splitting.
Every grain and fibre
set on fire.

But people say, "It's normal.
It's more common than you think."


If this is normal,
I'm petrified with
the prospect of
what isn't.
 May 2017 Ashley Jack
Gold
canvas
 May 2017 Ashley Jack
Gold
you tainted me
spent eternity filling me with colors
each stroke was perfect
but i wasnt your best
you still need to find
the masterpiece
that would fit the void
inside your heart

c.a
when i think of love
i do not think of you
i think of my mom
and how she looks at my dad
like he hung the moon

when i think of love
i do not think of you
i think of my sister
who looks at her children
like they held the stars

when i think of love
i do not think of you
i think of my brother
who has healed the scars on his wrists
and found, finally, love for his value

when i think of love
i never think of you
because all the words you said
and all the things that you do
my heart knows and sees
none of them were true

so when i think of love
i think of the love i found in others
and not the love i believed i found in you

— The End —