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Nyx Ashling Oct 2012
It’s funny when you say you love me more,
Cuz when I turn to face you click! locks the door.
And it’s funny when you say “Don’t find someone cooler,”
Cuz when you turn around you smile at some schmoozer.
It’s cute how you think I could find someone better,
I try to assure you it’s just the weather,
But really I’m down,
My lip bleedin’ out,
Cuz you’re laughin’ at the fact you gave him a *****.

Click! locks the door,
The same smile as before.
Click! locks the door,
The same smile as before.
Why do you think when I say “I love you,”
You say you do more,
I say “I don’t think so.”
Click! locks the door,
Inside I’m on the floor.

It’s stupid, I hate it,
But when you’re gone I am not sated,
I just wanna do these stupid things
(Like go out get ****** up or make myself bleed),
I wanna be punished cuz it’s not fun,
When you say you don’t want anyone.
Sigh this angst just needs to be done.
This angst just needs to be done.

And when I’m alone and sittin’ still
With these feelings that I want to ****,
All I can do is imagine
That I’m goin’ out, goin’ out, gettin’ plastered
In an attempt to feel ******
For a different reason,
Not you, sweetie,
But by my own heart I convicted of treason.

Heh… don’t worry about me,
Last time I did that,
You didn’t speak to me
For a week.
Too long, so long I thought instead
That I’d do better in a hospital bed.
This was originally written as a song. I wrote this when I was having a major crush, months before I confessed to my ex that I liked her a lot. It's funny to us because we always talked like we didn't like anyone and definitely not each other even though we were crushing so ******* each other.
Nyx Ashling Oct 2012
Hitting my head against the wall,
I know you didn’t expect this fall.
It was because of a slip-up,
My stupid little mess-up,
That now you found out,
And now we’re eating doubt.
It sits none too well,
And my chest is in hell,
Cuz my heart’s got a dent an inch wide on its shell.
Nyx Ashling Oct 2012
Girl with the glasses and long blonde hair
Stands at the door to feel the air
A dark girl comes and takes her hand
And asks her to play in the dark sea strand
Glimmers of eyes in the waves of sea foam
A long time she's spent away from her home
Laughing, she tosses a red ball to her friend
Missing, friend says "goodbye, never see you again"
Red ball crashes without a sound
There's her blonde brother when she turns around
Puzzled, he asks "who's that for?"
Seashell in hand, she looks back but her friend isn't there anymore

She's my little dreambird, a star-eyed young girl
But she lives in the shadows, a dark little world
I love her, my dreambird, even when she sees
Musical notes in her muffled screams
I'll be there for her, I'll hold her tight
When the demons come scratching, their devilish delight
I promise my arms are a safe place to rest
But her eyes are still open as I would have guessed
Say your soft prayers as you've said them before
I love you, now sleep, it's almost the morn

Today she's a dancer, and she's dancing now
I gaze silently at the sweat on her brow
My thoughts go drifting, back to a dream
A dream of her, so happy it seemed
Our lips were touching, our hands were roaming
And I wished there was no such thing as the morning
My thoughts are interrupted and scattered away
When she turns to me, says "do you hear that? That dum-******-ay?"
"no honey I think that's just you."
She then turns away, her mood now subdued
I want her to feel better, "you know I don't mind"
She shrugs it off "forget that I said it, I'm fine, I'm fine"
I embrace her and kiss her cute little ear
The ear that hears things only she fears

She's my little dreambird, a star-eyed young girl
But she lives in the shadows, a dark little world
I love her, my dreambird, even when she hears
Songs of the past in her held-back tears
I'll be there for her, I'll hold her tight
And offer my love, my warmth, my light
I promise my arms are a safe place to rest
But her eyes are still open as I would have guessed
Say your soft prayers again like before
Sleep, I'll still be here for you, mi Amor

She's a strong woman now, the strongest I know
Only in rare moments her fears do show
She does not cry, she does not scream
She does not need the lullabies that I sing
She takes care of herself, doesn't need anyone
Occasionally she'll need to go for a run
She doesn't take many things seriously
A more serious girl like me looks at her curiously
She doesn't know that every time she speaks
I love it cuz it gives me an excuse to peek
Her gaze and expression so animated
Everything she knows would leave me jaded
The girl I see now gives me butterflies
But the girl she talks about I don't recognize
I was never there for her, I'm just a new chapter
I was, but only in fantasy, the Happily Ever After
The one that she could lean on
When time ****** up and went wrong
When today was tomorrow and tomorrow was next week
In my head all she'd need was a stroke on her cheek
The one to be her root to bring her back to reality
I'd be the one to push away her "special cup of tea"

She's my little dreambird, a star-eyed young girl
But she lives in the shadows, a dark little world
I love her, my dreambird, she's stronger cuz she sees
Her life is so much more than others make it out to be
I'll be there for her, I'll hold her tight
Whether it's for cuddles or protection from the night
I promise my arms are a safe place to rest
The weight of her head gets heavier on my chest
Say your soft prayers and kiss me goodnight
Sleep long and well until come morning light
I wrote this during a relationship I was having with a girl who suffered from hallucinations and insomnia and who had had serious substance abuse problems before she met me. All of the verses in here are based on real events.
Nyx Ashling Oct 2012
Words are tumbling and rushing together
A moment in time that seems like forever
A picture's worth a thousand words
But nothing more than what belongs to her
Meanings literal and metaphor
The source of her life and my love's core
I can't get enough while I lie here blissed out
Me on her and her on the couch
The more I melt into it the more it grows to a
Rumble to a thunder and then a supernova
For so long I lived in a suffered fantasy
I sometimes wonder if she's real even when she's right in front of me
But it sings me back to reality
With it's soft lullabies it caresses me
I'm safe in its sound as it guides me to sleep
This thing that I love is your heartbeat.
Nyx Ashling May 2012
How many times have I cried over you
More than you know
Too many to count
My well should be dry
And still I can't say that I miss you.

How many times have I tried to do things for you
To make you happy
To see you smile
It's all I want
And still I can't say that I love you.

How many times have you assured me that you're mine
The times I didn't believe you
I still don't
Because you lied
And that's why I can't ask if you miss me.
I'm not proud of this one in any way, it was just an angst thing to get something off my chest.
Nyx Ashling Apr 2012
Dancing girl,
Dressed up for the party,
Loses inhibitions,
Dulls her intuition,
Hands on her waist,
Lures her to the corner,
Looks fast around for no mourners.

Trickster with a smile,
Ruler of the game,
Forces down the bile,
He doesn’t know her name.
Strings are now attached,
Cutting off the feeling,
Her body is forfeit,
Awareness is gone,
None left for her to cry out from the pain of the jerking.

Breaking girl,
Tape can’t patch her up when her dreams are leaking through.
Hands of shadows clamp her throat,
Beads of sweat soak through her skin and come out her eyes,
Out of her dreams,
Soaking her pillow,
Soaking me.

Trickster with a smile,
Ruler of the game,
Forced down the bile,
He didn’t know her name.
Strings are cut and ragged,
Bringing back the feeling,
This girl is waking,
This lady is breaking,
She steps off the boat but her mind is still swaying.
I was inspired to write this after a friend told me about an experience she had with a friend of hers who was ***** at rave.
Nyx Ashling Apr 2012
If anyone needs a punching bag,
Then come over here and take a stab,
If anyone needs a back to skin,
Then come take mine, display your sin.
Roses of red and violets of blue,
Bloom on my skin, I don’t blame you.

Discord
Inside
Strike the chord and I’ll be the bride
Of the rage in your eyes
And the monster residing,
Be the kissed in *******,
And filling my lungs full of mist,
Doing it slowly or else I’ll be missed.

I want to feel what everyone talks about,
I just don’t want to be left out,
Though I’m sure it’s more than that,
Since the scratches from my cat
Make me wish they were multiplied,
Till both my arms are dyed,
And I want them spread across my back,
The image of an egg that’s cracked,
I want them kissed and caressed
Till all my thoughts are confessed,
Then I want to fall asleep in a trap, be trapped.
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