Broken glass,
Shattered dreams,
I've never had,
All of the things,

Fixing my heart,
Cleaning its mess,
Pulling apart,
Until the end.

Smoke and flames,
Are all I that see,
Nowhere to escape,
Nowhere to flee.

My heart’s a prison,
Holding me captive,
To my own rhythm,
Making me saddened.

Wings on my back,
Fly me to death,
Stealing my corpse,
But I've always kept,

Faith in my head,
Hope in my mind,
Won't ever end,
If I never find,

The key to my door,
My lock’s only match,
I'll have to soar,
I'll need to catch,

All of my sorrow,
And leave it behind,
Only to borrow,
From time to time.

The pain she bored was heavy to hold ;
It ate her mind but she never told,
To anyone she never shown;
She sat by herself and wondered why,
Life was unjust and made her cry
Heavy bags were evident to see,
That the pain she bore was not letting her sleep;
But she somehow seemed to cast a smile
Silently telling me she was alright
But in those glossy eyes I could see
The pain she bore was there indeed
My heart hurt to see her pain
Which she tried to hide again
So I held her close to let her know
That I'll be with her and never go.

You steal from me,
laughter from my throat,
the smile in my eyes
you’ve stolen memories
I can’t escape the irony,
gentle rain falling,
replacing tears I could have wept
but you’ve stolen them all away
all shed for you until
I had nothing left,
my eyes dry and destitute
The silence is heavy, shrouding my ears,
settling on my shoulders
I have nothing left to give,
you’ve taken it all
over-hungry, overreaching
the scraps you yanked from the table and devoured
I have nothing left to give, no warmth or love
My heart is wrung dry, hung outside,
battered by the unwavering elements
You’d think the rain would replenish it, lend me strength
but instead I sit on the ledge
with only lingering thoughts of you to keep me warm.

"Jewel"


Watched it all through the lenses  

of a boy without defenses.            

That’s when the world was ugly,

and I hadn’t developed senses.



Crippled imagination,

built up wisdom with cunctation,

my peers all mocking smugly.

Assent, their single fixation.



I survived adolescence.

Thoughts, a cultural excrescence.

Could everything be broken?

Just a jest of convalescence.



I knew I’d end up finding

how to loosen up the binding.

And when the words were spoken,

swift, the future went unwinding.



“I do.” She said. And I too.

We wed and were reborn anew.

But where would we set our sights

but a happiness overdue?



The life we’d made extended,

though after some life had ended.

She swims through days, sleeps through nights.

Loved as I’d always intended.  



A mystery, pain, torment.

And virtue, we misrepresent.

Fire is hot, and ice is cold.

And naught I can do to prevent.



But love is warm. Courage, cool.

So allow these to be your fuel.

I’ll teach her then, to be bold,

shine in the sun like a jewel.

So tired so very very tired.
My torn shredded body is weakened by the day,
By labours unappreciated
Kindnesses unseen ,
Jokes and smiles forced upon a face starting to crack with time and dull with age.
Bones ache and scrape
And hands become to tremor
Eyes start to fail and mind is even slowing .
I count down hours till I can relax with you.
Our collaborative aim to labour in vain to save
So that we may have some enjoyable kind of life
A shared life for soul mates
But this rat race is cruel and working is never quite enough
And despite good intentions
And despite wants and wishes
Dreams of adventures
We are drained from life
And so we sleep
(c) Ashley Kane

Blood calls to blood like sirens in the night
Run-of-the-mill, it’s just the way love goes
We, all-entangled, step into the light
And all the stranger, bolder is our song.

We dare to dream, regardless of the perils –
The ones we see and those we shunned before
And life’s to us like water to the vessels
That hold it dear and sail to and fro’.

Our only hope is hope itself undying –
The remedy for all the broken souls
Oblivious to folly underlying
We persevere: that’s what makes us whole.

News from back home
No longer look forward to answering my phone
How do things keep going from bad to worse?
The world keeps moving forward yet, somehow we stuck in reverse.
Faith is weak
Speaking to a God that chooses not to speak
Did you hear me?  
Crying out for you?
I said my faith is weak
Somehow I want you to restore it
I want my cup to runneth over, with your mercy
But you choose not to pour it
Someone said once that you persecute the weak because it makes you feel strong.
I guess me and this someone can finally get along.
A shared perspective, the testimonies collected by those you've neglected.
And it's so hard, not to be jealous and envious in this day and age
When you choose to promote others but keep the rest of us on the below ground stage.
It just leaves us further enraged
We're trapped.
Helpless like wild animals in a cage.
And when we act out, then it's frowned upon
Are you there God?
Because I can only keep the beast tamed within for so long.

I could only see through altered sensory

Clearly drowning subconsciously
Open wide beneath dark clouds brewed consciously

The familiar breeze that once calmed me

I no longer feel

She only qualms me

The mentally numb have become physically sick
I can't stand the rocking on this ship

So accustomed to life at sea

Flashes of lightning dance with me
A tearstained deck under my feet

I loved the taste

It smelled sweet

The salt and the sweat
All of our heat

Overthinking, I love you so.
Overthinking, I won't let you go.
Overthinking, you're breaking my heart.

Overthinking, you're making it hard.

Would you kindly
leave my embrace.
I could use some

******* space.

Not freeze in time
everywhere I go.
Overthinking , I love you so...