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Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
I stand here on the ocean cliffs' edge,
waiting for you to arrive.
day after day I come and wait.
but you do not come...
so I think it must be fate...
and on the day you finally came,
tt turned out that it was too late...
because I had thrown myself off the cliff,
in which I stood waiting.
you watched my body fall and land,
down in the cold ocean water below.
and when I hit the icy cold water,
it felt like hundreds of knives piercing my flesh.
I couldn't breathe.
I couldn't see.
I couldn't feel the warmth inside of me.
and then my broken heart suddenly stopped.
also at that moment I realized that,
I was drowning.
I was dead.
there are still questions unanswered...
why were you late?
why did you let me drown?
why did you let me die?
my sprit is floating up somewhere high...
I think I'm going to heaven.
but it turns out that I cannot fly.
because the angels took my wings and sent me down,
I killed myself,
remember it is called suicide?
remember I let myself drown?
so instead of heaven, it's hell for me...
maybe when I come back,
I will be free.
and we'll meet again.
he'll be my father,
and you'll be his friend.
but if and when you die,
will you come looking for me?
if you don't I will never be completely free.
I want to be with you forever.
and ever, and ever.
thank you for finally coming to find me.
now we can start over.
and when we do,
we can find each other once more.
and we'll never be kept apart...
written: 5.05
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
forgiving is merely impossible.
forgetness is unimaginable.
but breaking your "unbreakable" heart is easy.
the blood from my wrist drips onto the bathroom floor,
and stains the water red.
you've opened up my broken heart so all of the world could see.
I will never forget your treachery.
for when you love "faded",
mine inflated while my heartache reveled itself.
I hope you choke when you see the blood on my wrist.
it was your doing that caused my pain.
maybe my death has broken your "unbreakable" heart because
you'd finally know how much I once loved you.

"I hope you choke on those words that kiss that bottle... Confess!" - Tell That **** He Made My List of Things to Do Today, Fall Out Boy
written: 3.06
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
she opens her eyes
to see nothing
but darkness
beside her.
she opens her heart
to find it empty.
she opens her mouth
to speak, but no
words are formed
and she is speechless.
she opens up to a
new love just to
get her heart
broken again.
now she has closed
everything to the
world around her.
written: 12.18.07
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
I feel as if people will
see the scars beneath
my tattoos and forever
look at me differently.
judge me for who I was.
I feel as if people will
notice the cuts upon my
stars and bring me
own even further.
I'm in a galaxy of myself.
in this galaxy of my thoughts.
there's pain there;
lost love, incredible beauty
there no one can see
the scars upon my stars.
written: 8.5.09
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
Things escalated immensely, which led to things that she wasn’t expecting to ever happen between the two of them again. Kissing had turned into foreplay which overall led to intimacy. Pain struck her immediately, then as quickly as it began it became uncontrollable pleasure.
It has been months since their bodies were last intertwined together with their heavy breathing and hearts pounding wildly. There is no mistaking the scratches she had left upon his back. Never before was it this intense. All of their ****** tension has been relieved from the both of them.
Only days before she had confessed her undying wanting of him, since they had departed from one another’s lives’. Though now they are just friends – friends whom share an intimate relation together. There was no passion, no romance in this single occasion. Nothing will come of this in the days to come.

Days have passed, and she sits wondering if he thinks any less of her for the things she had said to him. What he has yet to know, is that she wants him for more than his body, more than ***, she wants him for who he is. Lust is strong, but it has not overpowered her; he has rose high upon her and is controlling her very emotions. Every time he walks past, her breath is taken away with just a slight glance and her heart goes down into her stomach with a lip-biting flip-flop.
Thoughts flash back to when their bodies were intertwined and seemed to fit together as if they were to be one. ****** tension rises once again at the mere thought, and then fades away with the knowledge that was merely a one-night stand. Perhaps it was for the best to never happen again…

Insomnia has overcome her, and leaves her to be tortured by agonizing flashbacks. Memories of past lovers fill her head. There was so much lust and anger in those relations. All she can do is jot down her thoughts so they will possibly cease to return.

‘Oceans upon oceans of gigantic gusts of wind are constantly consuming my every emotion, every thought and memory. If only a black hole of darkness will swallow the memories completely, then I will finally be at peace with my life. Until then I will constantly be fighting the memories away, hoping they will fall at bay.
My ****** tension keeps building up, creating a mountain of frustration within me.’
this is not a poem.
written: 4.08
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
you keep your love
locked away like
a secret wanting
to be told.
the key is hidden
in your heart,
kept safe behind
the constant beating.
who can capture
the key in your heart
and unlock the secret
to your love?
it's waiting,
pleading to
be let out,
set free.
let loose it's fiery
barrier and let go
your untimely secret.
love wants to be
found, and if you
stop looking, it's
bound to find you.
written: 3.8.08
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
shock throws you off balance
and tears have blinded your eyes
your lips are pursed,
as if you're about to speak.
just silence.
his lips are moving,
but you hear nothing.
he's reaching for you,
to tell you how sorry he is,
but you feel no touch,
no warmth of his hands,
just shock.
confusion is coming
at you at light speed.
it hits you and so
does the hurt feeling
in your heart.
it feels like you've just
been hit by a MAC truck.
written: 2.5.08
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
Cascading waves of memories flood over you like an ocean swallowing you entirely engulfing your every move and stealing your every breath from within. Screaming and crying are disguised with one last breath. You awaken and to your demise find you were only in a far off dream.
written: 9.13.12
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
hearts break,
tears shed.
this unforeseen
life seems unbearable.
we go on in
uncompleted circles
searching…
the past snips
at your heels
asking to be
remembered
for only a
mere fraction
of a moment.
remember
all of the blood,
the tears,
the very words
which should
have been long
forgotten.
remember
why you’re
here today.
the things
that made you
take the roads
leading you
to the here
and now.
remember
how you came
to find
me.
written: 9.13.12
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
heartfelt.
beauty melts.
frozen inside.
purse your lips.
hide your scars.
blood stained
memories invade.
ignite the past.
open inside.
let the light
find you.
written: 9.9.12
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
pretty little flower
flashing star
broken soul
fall apart
listen to the music
never ride on
the roller coaster
of love.
run away.
save yourself.
now it’s too late.
shoot on by
rainbow bright
see the blood
raining down.
say goodbye.
for the 100th time.
written: Aug. 2009
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
He finds himself in connection
with a beautiful disaster.
A mess of gorgeous chaos.
She’s running away from
Everything that once was.
As he holds her tightly and
whispers in her ear she cries.
Her tears are held at bay
so they’re left unseen to
ease the pain and extinguish
the fear that is dwelling deep
within her heart.
He’s become her light; the only
one to take everything away.
He’s helped her realize that
happiness is no beautiful myth.
And that love is far from a lie.
They’re real and they’ve been
well hidden disguised in
this masquerade of her life.
The truth will soon be
unmasked and that life will
be forever faded away into her
bittersweet memories.
written: 9.9.12
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
tears fall.
hearts ache.
pain finds the surface of your body.
voices crack inside your head.
you want to speak, but no words reach your mouth.
your saliva is flavored with metal; with blood.
you walk the night with an unbearable hunger.
you search for your lover whom took your very life.
he fed you to the creatures of the night.
you want to destroy him, invade his mind.
instead you allow daybreak to burn your flesh and dissolve you into ash.
written: 2005
Chrysta Ashlock Feb 2013
as you find me
lying here
you say to yourself
what do I care
I scream for mercy
I scream with pain
you look at me and say
whom is to blame
now I am dead
with nothing to bare
as I lay here
floating up high
thinking of why
I had to die
written: 4.21.04

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