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297 · Jul 2017
Amour surnaturel
Ashanti Jul 2017
Go get the salt and fire ,put my soul to rest baby please I'm on my knees right now with tears in my eyes and sincerity in my heart a gun in my hand with one bullet in the chamber baby please just do it . Because that's the only way you can throw away my love , if you take my life with it . When Cupid shot me with his arrow he broke it off leaving it embedded in my heart , you have the silver bullet so use it . As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I ask god to have mercy on my soul , I ask him to accept me into his chambers with an open heart and open arms, I ask him to protect the love of my life , and guide him down the road of love and glory.  As I lay in my casket with my hands across my chest, eyes closed , but my heart is still pumping , it's leaking salt water, the devil playing his funky music , he's here to take my soul, I wasn't ready to walk the holy grail , I had to see you one more time, I had to kiss you embrace you, even if that meant burning in the depths of hell, I took my chances , and i kissed your head while you slept , I see the reapers closing in around me, hear to carry out the devils ***** deed . My tear drops begin to fall onto your chest warm fluids yet you can not feel them , as they approach closer and closer I drop down to my knees look up into the sky and ask god to shine a light on my baby girl , and guide the love of my life to his calling , and as I'm being dragged to darkness , I carve out my heart and leave it next to you. Because I would be selfish to take it with me , because it's always been yours
181 · Jul 2017
Acceptance
Ashanti Jul 2017
Conflicted by the never ending feeling of being accepted, lusting for affection, needing everlasting redemption, feening to be heard , yet no one hears my whispers, wanting to be loved yet Cupid took his hand off his trigger, screaming oh so loud but not making a sound , oh how I found that this world is way too loud, yet no one heard the cries of the wailing girl, she cries alone in her own little world, feeling helpless she climbed so high, and at that moment she felt like she could fly , with one foot on the ledge she danced with the moon, and looking down at the ground she saw something she never knew, the world once big , is now somehow small, The small brittle girl feeling powerful and tall, she stepped off the ledge ready to take the world by storm, that once weak girl now feeling really strong, her voice heard and it's loud and proud, not looking for love but it is somehow found, no more tears dropped and she's wearing her crown . The skin of a woman is strong and PROUD
-Ashanti

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