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  Apr 2018 Ashlee
Sarah
My body is a temple
Destroyed
Crumbling
Broken
Worshiping inner demons and external pleasures
The pursuit of glory through the forbidden fruit
A blood sacrifice is demanded
By a god at the altar
But there is nothing holy about this
The only heaven I will ever find
Is in beaded red lines
I confess my sins to thee
But there are no answers to my prayers
There is no one to answer to
Higher powers have forgotten me
I have forsaken me
And there is no grace in pain
No forgiveness in punishment
And no God to blame for my sins
As I kneel adorned with my own crown of thorns
Constructed from my own deceptions and faults
I wonder why the only person willing to die for my sins
Is me
  Apr 2018 Ashlee
Jelly Walker
I’ve kissed too many lips
who tend to forget my name the next day
I’ve hugged bodies who once kept me warm and loved
that are gone as soon as I realize they never meant it.
I’ve spoken words to people who didn’t even deserve to know the secrets of my universe
I’ve shared beds with souls who were only there to acknowledge their own self worth, while mine deteriorated with every second
I’ve loved humans who didn’t even know what love was, causing me to wastefully pour out whatever was left in my heart...
destructing into the fragile bit of me now
— Now I’m left so afraid to get attached to people.
Ashlee Apr 2018
Why does no one hear us when we call?
We call out for change,
they say "you're too young"
When we reman silent,
they say, "why don't you say anything?"
When we ask for help,
they call us weak.
when we push through,
they ask us why we don't get help.
When we cry,
they call us "too emotional."
When we don't show any emotion,
they say we're not "emotional enough."

Why is it never enough?
We try and try and try again,
but it's never enough.
How can we please you?
Maybe we can't.
Maybe we will always be silent

I suppose that's out greatest weapon
The silence of out generation
Wow that was angsty
  Apr 2018 Ashlee
Jasleen kalra
And if you are to love,
Love as the moon loves.
It doesn't steal the night,
It only unveils the beauty of the dark.

And if you are to love,
Love as the rain loves.
It doesn't wet the bodies,
It only washes the sad dirt of the souls.

And if you are to love,
Love as the wind loves.
It doesn't drift away,
It only cleanse you to the core by invading through each pore.

And if you are to love,
Love as the sun loves.
It doesn't radiates heat,
It only pours its warmth on you to enlighten your way.

And if you are to love,
Love as the star loves.
It doesn't delightfully twinkles,
It only reminds you that not even death can separate two hearts.

And so forth,
if you are to love
Love as the whole universe
& not just a part of it.
Ashlee Apr 2018
I stand on a soaring peak, in a forest of peaks.
Their towering heights so high they scrape the sky;
Jagged edges cut through my line of sight,
and I wonder how these indomitable beasts
can stand to be so alone.
They seem untouched by time as it passes by,
it swirls around them in silent eddies;
stirring up snow on the most ambitious peaks,
and howling through the darkest, deepest valleys.
It attacks every crack and crevice,
but always fails to penetrate the mountaintop.
It is here, a place far from time's cold grasp,
that silence can be found.
Here we are alone, truly alone,
with the vast expanse of time and space surrounding us.
It is in this place that time's edge can be found.
#time #soliloquy #Shakespeare # existence #nature #silence #mountains
  Apr 2018 Ashlee
Kim
We're almost touching.
we were walking side by side,
you're talking about cabs in your hometown.
I can feel the gravity of your hand, calling my fingers
whispering "it's alright."

We're touching but not quite.
you held my shoulder to protect me from the passing cars.
and for the first time in a long while, I felt so fragile.
In this world where I find it hard even to breathe,
you believed me.

I almost said it.
All I need is one ounce of strength to tell you every single thing that I have ever felt about you.

I want to find home in your collarbones.
Would you be kind enough to let a stranger in?
I want to seep in your being because I'm cold.
The world is harsh and my cracks are aching.

Almost.
Please don't ever become a stranger,
whose laugh I can recognize anywhere.
Ashlee Apr 2018
The sly fox is none more sly than you are.
Words come out of your mouth, they are all lies.
There is this gap between us, it is far,
The ties that hold us are coming untied.
But can I let you go? It would mean death.
You are my lifeblood, my everything;
Without you, I cannot find any breath,
My heart stops beating, my eyes stop seeing.
Yet you betray me, I can’t fathom why.
I gave you my love, my years, my life.
It seems like we have already said bye;
After all this, it still cuts like a knife.
Despite everything, I still love it;
I suppose that’s why I took that bullet.
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