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Make my heart cold
Make it icy
I don't want to be so red
So ****** and beaten
Every time I fall too hard
And every time I bleed out
Emotion emotion emotion

It is my greatest strength
And my fatal weakness
Sometimes I wish I didn't have a heart
 Jan 2016 Ashley Nicole
Nemo
"Have you ever seen someone create a rainbow with a 12-Gauge shotgun"

10
I'd thought about that new year's kiss
even during the months no one cared
about the holiday
Only to find my crush
with her ex, trying to decide
who's tongue tasted better

9
And while my ex
is receiving cute texts
from a new man,
I'm higher than I've
ever been
nurturing a borderline
****** relationship
with a bag of Doritos

8
And my friends were laughing
in the back seat
because I said
"The moon is sideways"
and I guess
they couldn't see the
poetry in that.

7
And though I didn't receive
a midnight kiss,
I'll most likely be receiving
a ticket for Indecent Exposure
in the mail.

So it wasn't a total loss.

6
And instead of wishing for happiness
I wished for the ability
to properly express the rest of my emotions
in hopes of achieving it.

5
And I hoped to dis-acquaint
myself from feeling lonely
in rooms so full of people
I can't even move
or think

4
And my friends are close
and I think they were
expecting more

3
And my sister
inadvertently became the
goddess of drunk girls

2
And seeing love fail
in nearly every direction,
I closed my eyes

1
People shout Happy New Year
but only truly wish it on
themselves
There is not always stars.
The small I-do's we said that night,
We're not done
Under a blanket of moonlight.
We did not sit by a fire
Holding love in our bones,
Mending.
We did not walk on a beach,
Toes in the sand,
Love at first sight.
You did not pull me in and kiss me.
We didn't even say much.
But it was beauty,
The way you smiled at me when
I emerged in your doorway,
With a dollar store rose of apology.
The way you rigidly
Imperfectly hugged me.
In sticky sweet serenity.
May we look back on that moment and smile.
 Jan 2016 Ashley Nicole
Eriko
Sights
 Jan 2016 Ashley Nicole
Eriko
sometimes I see everything*
*but sometimes nothing at all
 Dec 2015 Ashley Nicole
Emily B
I read once that Emily Dickinson had trouble learning to tell time, I can well
understand her reluctance. . .*
I am sometimes
embarrassed
at the way I linger
too long on yesterday's news
and the foolish way
I sing songs that drifted away long ago.
Conversations long dead
still swirl in my squirrely sub-conscious.
Someday, maybe,
when my favorite fashions
have come back in vogue again,
I will be on time
with what I ought to know.
 Dec 2015 Ashley Nicole
Styles
This
scared
poor child
with nothing to his name
not even a few dreams
his stomach rumbles
as his mind tumbles
even the hands of time
keep passing him by
so when it comes to a future
he is afraid of the present,
leaving him behind.
Life,
has failed him
society molesting his innocence
polluting it with filter of ignorance
draining him of his faith for humankind
a species that is more a parasite
than it is fair
he is living
but he doesn’t feel alive inside
his heart
replaced by a deep hole in his mind
His heavy eyes lie,  absent of a reply,
he faces this cruel world alone
smoking a joint
he gets high
as he wonders to himself,
Why?
 Dec 2015 Ashley Nicole
Styles
The words
escape me
leaving me
wrapped in turmoil
reeking of defeat, and
bitter with anger.
mad at myself,
believing in failure,
Humbled led by the moment
left terrified of reality.
My heart
filled with craters the size
of disasters
mixed in
with disappointment.
Reminiscent of moments
like this.
 Dec 2015 Ashley Nicole
Adellebee
I get drunk to forget myself
And for a little while, pretend I am someone else
Tortured souls feel the most
And me myself and I, don't mean to boast
But I've seen all the coasts

Swallowing me up whole
Pretty words don't mean much when I constantly drink in the ugly
I used to think alone was better
That if I was the one to hurt me
It would feel better than leave myself open for someone to scar me

But the winter winds are blowing from the skies
And this autumn jacket lining is frail and thin

Sipping on bottles of reoccurring notions
Soaring through broken promises

Don't leave me lonely
One foot, another day
Once more, the hallowing wind
 Dec 2015 Ashley Nicole
Free Bird
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
Money in the pocket of the biggest shareholder

Day by day, we grow older
Love is lost, hearts grow colder

So while you still can, you should hold her
Say what you feel, before you wish you'd told her

Don't stash your dreams away, in that folder
As you care less what they think, you'll get bolder

Listen to those, who need a shoulder
Let her live, don't try to mold her

Don't sell your soul, for something golder
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