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  Oct 2015 Ash
Rainey Birthwright
I am the broken wing,
The unsong unsung,
That the sky waits for,
In patient days untold,
The words unspoken
From the muted wren,
I am the shy seabird,
Unwinged, let, lamed,
Damaged by heavens,
Indifferent to earthlings,
When I saw lovely you,
Lone on purple heaths,
A bittern was mourning,
In the marshes within,
Me, my drowned heart,
Muffled in blasted wind.
  Oct 2015 Ash
Mila Berlioz
All I can see is smoke            
I can't see anything
It's raining hard
I can't see anything, I can just smoke.
My head is filled with smoke.
There's nothing I could possibly use in my head,
It's made up of bad thoughts and smoke.

There's so much smoke in my head
There's so much smoke to see.
There's too much of everything.

Smoke, smoke, smoke.
Smoke, that's all I can do,
Smoke.
Hoping that my problems will go away.
I guess smoke does take a great place in my head.
I'll keep on smoking, so it take it all up, so it takes up
My whole head, my whole mind.

Smoke, thoughts and failures, that's what I'm made of.                       -M.B.H.
Ash Oct 2015
Why is a minute so long
A year so short
Time slipping away
Every moment
As I sit here
Wallowing in my self pity
Of being a coward in life
Of not knowing what to do
Of being afraid to find out
Where do I begin to find myself
Waiting for a minute to pass
Or the year to slip by
Ash Sep 2015
Am I good enough
Am I smart enough
Am I pretty enough
Creative enough
short enough tall enough
slim enough funny enough
loving enough caring enough
enough enough enough
empty enough
Ash Aug 2015
All i see is dim lights
What is this love that you talk about
For I would be happy with a friend
This feeling of nothingness will drown me one day
For I don't need a lover
Just a friend who would see me
For I exist
Just listen to me
Just be there in my silences
That is all I ask
For being alone amongst your own people
Is the worst feeling there is
  Jul 2015 Ash
lucy winters
I enjoy distance
Long drives with no destination
Music blaring,  miles growing

I enjoy distance
Long walks to nowhere
The peace calms my restless soul

I enjoy distance
Little steps each day
Away from difficult situations

I enjoy distance
Between people and places
And me

I enjoy distance
It gives perspective
Emancipation

I enjoy distance
I also enjoy coming home
When distance has run its course
Ash Jul 2015
Do I really have a choice?
A million choices every step of the way
That is what people say
"Every day you have a choice"
What choice I ask
To wake up in the morning and go to work or not?
Is that what I have
Can I really change my destiny
Do I really have a choice?
Or just illusion of a choice
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