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Ash Rose Mar 2017
My heart beats so loudly --
a screaming time bomb.
X marks the spot where my chest broke open...
Indescribable pain radiating from me,
nauseousness, unable to focus,
everything blurring at the edges.

Sometimes I wonder,
if I had truly done everything I could.
******* it, it hurts so much:
never enough to **** me but enough to scar me.
Every thought, slicing into my heart
ripping, tearing, destroying that vital *****.
Ash Rose Mar 2017
If only we could run away
To a land where no one hurts.

How quickly I would go to stay
Unnoticed but never alone.
Real life isn't like the movies:
Too bad, I think to myself, the
Starry skies gazing down at me.

Love, the bittersweet enemy of mine,
Idolized and envied by the naive.
Keeping quiet, my heart screams with
Equal feelings of hate and anger.

How easy it is to see the impact
Everlasting, the way they tear down my
Life; yet without that hidden place to hide in, the
Land beneath our feet falls apart.
Ash Rose Mar 2017
Now that I've said goodbye...
I've realized just how much I love your hello,
that cute little smile you give me from across the room,
the tight embrace you hold me in every day,
and the way your eyes search deep into mine.

Now that I've said goodbye...
I've realized just how much I treasure our times,
the laughter we share over nothing and everything,
the waves of affection and amazement that pour over me,
and telling you every part of my innermost thoughts.

Now that I've said goodbye...
I've realized that I wasn't ready to yet.
it was my choice. i should be okay with it. but i'm not.
Ash Rose Jan 2017
The pain in your eyes,
it cut me to the core.
It was a deep, dark wound
that I had never seen before

Your scars that you uncovered,
your heart strung out to dry,
broken into throbbing pieces.

Lift your face, open your eyes.
You've made mistakes, but that's not your disguise!
Show me your smile, let me hear your laugh.
You're my issue now, my whole, not my half.
Ash Rose Jan 2017
I haven't been around you in so long,
Haven't heard you deep voice or seen that grin.
And now all you've left me with is your lustful touch,
Desired by my body but not wanted by me.

That touch which caused so many new feelings,
Ecstasy and desire, hate and sin.
I loved you, I knew you, I wanted to be yours,
But you made me hate me, why can't you see?

That the only memories I have left of us
Are the ones when you invaded my mind and my confidence.
Not once, not twice, but over and over,
I said no, we shouldn't, and you said it was okay, that you loved me.

Now thanks to your "love," I feel ***** and unclean,
And I know that's an bittersweet innocence I'll never get back.
You took it from me, tore it from my hands,
Stole it without a glance, a nightmare I just can't look past.

And yet amidst this sorrow, this deep regret,
My body begs for your presence,
My mind aches for the love you once gave me,
That gross, uninvited, cold touch.
Just something I wrote this summer.
Ash Rose Oct 2016
Dripping with tears of sorrowful love,
The condensation on the glass of her soul,
That fragile muscle, so easily shattered,
Poked and prodded, cracked in two, but barely still whole.

Thin layers coating the surface of her precious jewel,
Crimson covers cloaking the bitter story
Of a long forgotten memory deep in his mind,
Waiting to be discovered and unraveled to true, majestic glory.

The connection of their souls and minds,
Severed by one little broken promise,
One quick-spoken word filled with menace and brutality,
When all she wanted was for him to be honest.

The ringing of those broad bells,
Signaling the end of her anguish and heartache,
And the beginning of new life and contentment,
A sleep from which she had to wake.
Ash Rose Sep 2016
Looking at you from across the room,
undeniably, I'm falling for you.
Knotted stomach, butterflies and all.
All I know is that I don't know why,
something about you is making me smile.
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