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 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Complicated things
Now seem commonplace somehow
When innocence fades.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
You told me that you were fine
But I knew you never said that
You'd always answer, "Wonderful!" or "Great!"
I knew the place you were at.

There was something in your mood
The way you held yourself
It was obvious that you were bothered
But what was behind feeling depressed?

I tried to go on as if I hadn't seen
That one look in your eye
But I couldn't act the happy way I do
When you looked like you wanted to cry.

I was afraid that you would start
To pour it all on me
But that was unhealthy, because I knew
I couldn't be your one and only.

I didn't want to pull away
You'd know and wonder why
Our connection and our friendship knew
The meaning of every sigh.

I couldn't ignore what was bothering you
This you couldn't outlive
So I just held you as you breathed
Knowing that was all I could give.

I'd seen your scars in the past
You'd told me what they were
But I knew there was something deeper within
That made you feel impure.  

I wouldn't pursue the subject of your pain
That I knew was inflicted by you
I'd keep you in my prayers, and someday
You'll find a love that's true.
"There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain..." —Cicero, 45 B.C.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
You're caught in my throat
Partially in my sore lungs
You're why I can't breathe.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
My poems don't have titles
But who likes reading "Unnamed"?
If they were all called "Untitled"
Then they would all look the same!

Titles are so boring
I wish I could paint for each one
A portrait of the image
The poem reminds me of.

If I was better at naming
Then maybe they'd have better names
But as far as I can see
I could as easily call this one "James"

I have a dream
Of a world where names aren't needed
But that won't happen now
Unless I barge on unheeded

I feel very random
Because "Let It Go"'s stuck in my head
It's driving me crazy
I'd rather sing "Let It Burn" by RED

This is me on chai tea
This is me when I've had a long day
I don't care what anyone thinks
I don't care what anyone'll say

I'm really going to do it
I'll write a poem with no name
Maybe it'll be glorious
And maybe it'll be lame.

But whatever happens to it
I think I'll go back to before
When poems and books had names
And titles were nothing more.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
If dreams still came true
Or maybe they do
Or they won't
Or can't

But if they came true
For me, for you

What kind of people
would we be?
Blessed, rich,
happy?

Would we
count the
days we
had
Or would we
number
times we'd
had?

Would we learn life lessons
Or would we think
That we could build a Titanic
Built not to sink?

Who would I be
Tell me
Who
If all my dreams
All
came true?
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
You lost yourself, true
But it was in music, so
You aren't to blame.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
I wanted to sing
So badly, but it only
Opened my closed wounds.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
This may not rhyme  
But look closer, maybe      
You will see that the shape            
Intertwines around
And adds shape you never saw                    
Perhaps it is centered on the right                        
And perhaps it's really on the left                        
You don't really care, just like                              
You shouldn't care what I say                              
Early in the morning before I think                      
Very well about anything      
  I think it's a better idea    
To wait until after lunch    
When I can think well
Or, at least, better than  
Very, very early in the morn.          
Be confused.  Be very confused.      
I wish I could play piano better.      
               But the four or five pieces that I used to know
Are difficult to remember sometimes
             Especially when I don't have the sheet music
                         And I just wish I was better than I am.
                           Lines wrap around the crafted words
                                             And I wonder if I'm crazy
                                                 But I obviously am not
                      Because crazy people don't feel like this
                                 If I was crazy, would you know?
                                                           Would you care?
                                                           ­               The degradation of a soul
                                          Slowly
           ­                                                          My Ctrl key gets stuck
                            Maybe that's my problem in life, do you think?
              I thought it would be easier, but it's not
                         I really thought I'd know better once I arrived
                  But it feels like I've never been here before
               Maybe the times before were not as bad
        And the 'experience' I thought I had
Isn't doing me any good at all.
It's getting better though, you know          
And maybe it would have started being easier                            
A long time ago, if I had been polite          
And sensible in the way I treated you            
As it is, all I've done today is rant    
And I'm not sure if it has anything to do                
With you.                                                             ­     
      

But no.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Hands smudged from the filth
Stuck down in his fingernails
Worked to Impress her.
She was his Empress.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
I see you sitting there, wondering
How will you ever go on?
'Cause you can't get over that one thing
It's been with you for so long
 
You thought you could be brave enough
Thought you could stay strong
You tried but you couldn't save yourself
How did it all go so wrong?
 
I see you telling yourself to try, try
You say you're better than this
I see you break down and just cry, cry
But you don't have to do this
 
You think you're separated from My love
I tell you, nothing can do that
You think all you did is bad enough
I tell you, nothing, nothing can do that
 
Every day you wake up and say
You're going to get it right
You're going on your own strength
And it brings you down every night
 
It's getting heavier all the time
You didn't know it'd hurt this much
But you just keep saying you'll try
Even though you're giving up
 
But I see you in your pain
You can give up and know I'm here
My voice has always been saying
That I've always been near
 
You think you're separated from My love
I tell you, nothing can do that
You think all you did is bad enough
I tell you, nothing, nothing can do that
 
So when the lies tear you down
When you let them speak
Don't be afraid, I'm always around
Child, just hold onto Me
 
You think you're separated from My love
I tell you, nothing can do that
You think all you did is bad enough
I tell you, nothing, nothing can do that
 
Nothing can do that.
Written May 13, 2013
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
Cross my heart, I hope I'll die
I try to look you in the eye
I do not love you anymore
And I may break the oath I swore.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
You said that you'd do
whatever it takes,
But all that it took
just made my heart break.
 Apr 2014
Mrs Ashley Somebody
You saw for a moment
The girl she truly was;
A glimpse at her twisting soul
Foreverafter gave you pause.
Sometimes I see someone, when I'm not thinking about it, and suddenly it's like I see them in a totally different light, and see their potential and the person they could be and the greatness they could embody...it's crazy but it comes to me sometimes.  When you see a piece of someone's soul for a split second, it burns that second into your memory for an eternity.  You never really see that person the same.
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