Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
"grayson" poems
“Grades are getting low, the teens are getting high. That 12 year old is pregnant and her parents wonder why. A 1st grader is swearing, a 3rd grader has been ***** Just take a look around you, isn’t the system great? Who isn’t faded these days, teens are sending nudes, kids are getting beaten, the teachers see the bruises. No calls for help are spoken, teens are smoking **** young girls are cutting, this isn’t what we need. The marks of taunt and yelling, parents are divorced. That 14 year old is drinking beer, this can’t get any worse. A little girl has killed herself, nobody seems to care. Another kid has been expelled for a stupid dare. But it needs to change. Our world is officially broken. It’s time to take a stand; your thoughts need to be spoken.” Thoughts are running wild As the tears stream down my face. Depressed and suicidal, But I should just stay in my place. I’m feeling kinda broken, Feeling kinda lost. I wanna make my pain Just go away at any cost. Don’t get me wrong, I grew up In a nice enough neighborhood. And I did everything that Anybody said I should. But it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t me. I thought that I could help the world With the things I’ve seen. My cousin lost herself In drinking hard and smoking *** My good friend tried to run away And lose her past a lot. I, myself, have struggled With thoughts of losing it all. The pro and cons of jumping off That cliff into the free fall. I mean if there's something that can save me Then it'll show up, right? It's worth the wait to take a blade to my wrist And **** it up, right? The truth is, I don't know How to do this and win the fight. I need someone to show me There's still a ray of light. I fell into a pit of despair And it consumed me. I guess the only way to help the world Was to lose me. Finding myself is gonna take a while. Don't know if I can make it. Keep giving out my heart Hoping someone will take it. Drinking, smoking, Doing everything to make me numb. Doing stupid things. Making people call me dumb. Popping pills like candy Just to get me through the day. Trying to end it all; To make the pain just go away. It wasn't perfect. Never. It wasn't good enough for anyone. So I always sat alone And wished my life was done. ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 1:27 PM UTC
Broken System
“Grades are getting low, the teens are getting high. That 12 year old is pregnant and her parents wonder why. A 1st grader is swearing, a 3rd grader has been ***** Just take a look around you, isn’t the system great? Who isn’t faded these days, teens are sending nudes, kids are getting beaten, the teachers see the bruises. No calls for help are spoken, teens are smoking **** young girls are cutting, this isn’t what we need. The marks of taunt and yelling, parents are divorced. That 14 year old is drinking beer, this can’t get any worse. A little girl has killed herself, nobody seems to care. Another kid has been expelled for a stupid dare. But it needs to change. Our world is officially broken. It’s time to take a stand; your thoughts need to be spoken.” Thoughts are running wild As the tears stream down my face. Depressed and suicidal, But I should just stay in my place. I’m feeling kinda broken, Feeling kinda lost. I wanna make my pain Just go away at any cost. Don’t get me wrong, I grew up In a nice enough neighborhood. And I did everything that Anybody said I should. But it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t me. I thought that I could help the world With the things I’ve seen. My cousin lost herself In drinking hard and smoking *** My good friend tried to run away And lose her past a lot. I, myself, have struggled With thoughts of losing it all. The pro and cons of jumping off That cliff into the free fall. I mean if there's something that can save me Then it'll show up, right? It's worth the wait to take a blade to my wrist And **** it up, right? The truth is, I don't know How to do this and win the fight. I need someone to show me There's still a ray of light. I fell into a pit of despair And it consumed me. I guess the only way to help the world Was to lose me. Finding myself is gonna take a while. Don't know if I can make it. Keep giving out my heart Hoping someone will take it. Drinking, smoking, Doing everything to make me numb. Doing stupid things. Making people call me dumb. Popping pills like candy Just to get me through the day. Trying to end it all; To make the pain just go away. It wasn't perfect. Never. It wasn't good enough for anyone. So I always sat alone And wished my life was done. ~Ashton Grayson Everly
Continue reading...
81
My teacher told me, "Write something. It's required." So, I did. And it hurts, to put it down on paper, to share it with the world. But I was inspired. He inspired me. It's a mess of all the things in my head, but it all comes back to him. it hurts when you see someone this attractive. he has messy brown hair with golden streaks and eyes like a oceanic abyss. he smiles as if i'm the funniest thing in the world. and his laugh is the music my ears have unknowingly longed to hear all my life. he's a musician, an actor. his voice is like the rocks on the shores that sirens lured sailors into. it's the rough, raspy, most beautiful kind of angelic. he's beautiful, and i think i love him. ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 10:53 AM UTC
Freewrite Friday
Those in clouds by Eric Grayson Those in Clouds all start the same way New pure hearted full of life Complete innocence Becoming exposed to a hurting world Developing opinions Opinions from pure statements Statements filled with hatred Gaining cold feelings Hatred towards their own kind Oblivious to truth of reality Scowling down always being in clouds Then the others, hiding running away Away from the cold Cold of others throwing Throwing metal to gain amusement Amusement from biased statements Statements passed on for generations Getting hotter by the second Suddenly you can’t breathe while trapped in a box Six Million dead All from those in clouds Then those under oppression since beginnings Boats storming ashore Taken by surprise for nothing Forced labor from rise through set Blood baths taken Taken to gain what was had long ago Next up segregation More oppression Rights still needing to be gained Only now the paranoia of discrimination is permanent From whom? Those in clouds Then there is them Those in clay homes Being slayed daily Forced and tricked into horror Forced by those of darkness Those of darkness are no different than they are But who would think that accept those in clouds Those in clouds then drive forth harshest words towards this group But no matter what the others say They will never understand Of course they won't They live in clouds
0
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 4:48 PM UTC
Those in Clouds
IMGAYGAYMEANSHAPPYIMFEELINGGAYTODAYYOUSEEMYFINGERSSNAPPINGIWANNASEETHEWORLDDONTFEELLIKENAPPINGTODAYIMQUEERLETSBECLEARWHENISAYTHEWORDQUEERIMEANECCENTRICORWEIRDANDLETMETELLYOUALLIMBEINGSINCEREWHENISAYTHERESNOTHINGWRONGWITHBEINGQUEERILIKEMENMYFELLOWMENWOMENANDMENANDEVERYTHINGINBETWEENANDBEYONDWOMENANDMENILIKEEVERYONETHEENDOKAYIMGAYBUTTHATSNOTQUEERWHATSSOSTRANGEABOUTHOLDINGMENDEARIMCHEERYBECAUSEIMGAYANDIMOKAYWITHME -THOMASSANDERS ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 1:14 PM UTC
GAY
A little pink bow depicting gender fascinate co-ordinate with splendour traditional baby boy in blue who decided on the different hue? What if we didn't get it right? the girl in pink is much too bright what if the girl just will not bend to a traditional english girlie trend Or a boy who loves to play with dolls his kind and gentle ways not wrong no one can predict our soulful gender shining through so loving and tender Acceptance by society is paramount not to shun and be locked out where your own colours with pride a vibrant personality should never hide Put your girls in blue and give them tools pink shirts for boys and girlie toys steer your children on the path to freedom don't force stereotypes, they don't need 'em Whatever we are born with stays the same give everyone a chance, what's in a name next time you see a man dressed as a girl everyone has the right to wear pearls Never judge by what you see underneath the mask there is a key a smile will undo all the locks who decided only girls should wear the frocks? Embrace the people and their zones the self righteous pr**ks can stay at home wear whatever makes you tick it's cynics and critics who are the sick Freedom to wear what you like on the beach in the supermarket or at night Guys get those dresses on, we'll share we'll help with make up and do your hair heels go up to bigger sizes embrace colours and styles in different guises (Dedicated to Grayson Perry) Challenging and smashing narrow minded traditional boundaries.
0
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
Gender ******
A little pink bow depicting gender fascinate co-ordinate with splendour traditional baby boy in blue who decided on the different hue? What if we didn't get it right? the girl in pink is much too bright what if the girl just will not bend to a traditional english girlie trend Or a boy who loves to play with dolls his kind and gentle ways not wrong no one can predict our soulful gender shining through so loving and tender Acceptance by society is paramount not to shun and be locked out where your own colours with pride a vibrant personality should never hide Put your girls in blue and give them tools pink shirts for boys and girlie toys steer your children on the path to freedom don't force stereotypes, they don't need 'em Whatever we are born with stays the same give everyone a chance, what's in a name next time you see a man dressed as a girl everyone has the right to wear pearls Never judge by what you see underneath the mask there is a key a smile will undo all the locks who decided only girls should wear the frocks? Embrace the people and their zones the self righteous pr**ks can stay at home wear whatever makes you tick it's cynics and critics who are the sick Freedom to wear what you like on the beach in the supermarket or at night Guys get those dresses on, we'll share we'll help with make up and do your hair heels go up to bigger sizes embrace colours and styles in different guises (Dedicated to Grayson Perry) Challenging and smashing narrow minded traditional boundaries.
Continue reading...
42
I found perfection. I found it in you. You of all things! For years I swore to never have children. I feared that I was too much a child myself. I still do. But I found perfection in listening to your coos and even your cries. Every time you smile your toothless smile is the sweetest of surprises and all the while I can't stop the bubbling laughter from within. You have me wrapped so fondly around each of your precious fingers. My son, you are the moon and stars. The glorious break of dawn cannot compare to the shine in your ravenous eyes- hungry to take in the curious world around you. I hope you'll never lose that hunger. My son, just as you are, I feel complete. A full life of living would be death when compared to my life now as your mom. I will forever love you with no end.
0
Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 10:18 PM UTC
Dear Grayson,
February 25. I’ll never forget that day. It’s the day you came into my life after all. When you sent your first Snapchat too me, I swear your smile is what kept me intrigued. The way you’d laugh at my silliness and stupid remarks. Constantly sending me something just so you could see me smile. I love the way you look at me. The way your dark eyes held me captive to every word you’d say.   The love and affection in them always left me speechless. Your eyes told me everything, From what hurt you the most to loving me. It was the way you played video games. How you were so concentrated. The way your face would scrunch up when you were in a battle to not die. That night you stayed at my moms with me, You whined waiting for your turn.   The first time you told me you loved me, I laughed. I couldn’t even think it to be true. Yet here you were. My knight in shinning armor, the one to sweep me off my feet.   Those nights we stayed together always brought tranquility with it. The countless jokes we had, the days with Harley, and the many bonfires. Looking up at the stars where you lived was out of this world, literally. Laying on your chest with your arms wrapped tight around me. Keeping me safe. It was the way you’d sing to me and hold my hand. When you’d write about me and things made sense. Laughing at my clumsiness and telling me “You’re a dork babe!” Making sure I knew that you loved me something fierce. Reassuring me to the best of your abilities. To think you made a 180 in my life, And I hoped you’d be my second chance. Also hoping I didn’t **** it up first. Eventually I did.
0
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 7:59 AM UTC
Joshua Grayson Woody
February 25. I’ll never forget that day. It’s the day you came into my life after all. When you sent your first Snapchat too me, I swear your smile is what kept me intrigued. The way you’d laugh at my silliness and stupid remarks. Constantly sending me something just so you could see me smile. I love the way you look at me. The way your dark eyes held me captive to every word you’d say.   The love and affection in them always left me speechless. Your eyes told me everything, From what hurt you the most to loving me. It was the way you played video games. How you were so concentrated. The way your face would scrunch up when you were in a battle to not die. That night you stayed at my moms with me, You whined waiting for your turn.   The first time you told me you loved me, I laughed. I couldn’t even think it to be true. Yet here you were. My knight in shinning armor, the one to sweep me off my feet.   Those nights we stayed together always brought tranquility with it. The countless jokes we had, the days with Harley, and the many bonfires. Looking up at the stars where you lived was out of this world, literally. Laying on your chest with your arms wrapped tight around me. Keeping me safe. It was the way you’d sing to me and hold my hand. When you’d write about me and things made sense. Laughing at my clumsiness and telling me “You’re a dork babe!” Making sure I knew that you loved me something fierce. Reassuring me to the best of your abilities. To think you made a 180 in my life, And I hoped you’d be my second chance. Also hoping I didn’t **** it up first. Eventually I did.
Continue reading...
36
stuttering, panting, increased heart rate... nervous? smiling, excitement, fluttering heart... happiness? scared, nervous, excited... "LOVE!" ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 3:57 PM UTC
What Is This Feeling?
The cold winter wind is blowing the breath out of my lungs. Even in the summer. Cause this winter called depression lives in my mind. But I don't act that way? Yeah, you're right. It's not an act. It's who I am and I can't change that. My heart races and I try not to black out as I ground myself because Anxiety and Panic Attacks are my two best friends and they never leave me alone. But I don't act that way? Right again. I spare the people around me, the people I'm close to, the people I love from this hell that haunts me day and night. The view from my closet is not the same as the view from the living room windowpane. But I can't come out into the open, because no one will let me I will hide forever and suffer in silence. But I don't act that way? I hide who I am because I am a disgrace. No one understands and it hurts. My broken pieces don't fit together anymore, and I'm waiting for someone to notice because I can't take it. But I don't act that way? No, I don't. Because when I do, I'm written off as ****** and annoying" or "faking it and selfish" or "on my period and just causing drama." But I hold it together. And I **** well don't have to prove my pain to you. It's not your pain, not your business, not your sob story to hear because you feel like faking pity. It's mine. And I'm done letting you dictate what it looks like. ~ Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
But You Don't Act That Way?
"  H      O       L      D, H      O      L      D         O             N H      O      L      D         O     T             N     O               M                   E, cause i'm a little U     S                     ...     N     T             Y                 E      D                     A a little U     S                     ..."     N     T             Y                 E     D                     A                                                                                     ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 8:55 PM UTC
Unsteady
BY REV. D.M. GRAYSON IF I DON’T CALL YOU UP TO LAUGH AND TALK AS I USUALLY DO; DON’T ASSUME THAT I’M FINE AND WILL EVENTUALLY GET TO YOU. THINK THAT IT’S STRANGE AND HURRIEDLY DIAL ME UP TO INQUIRE; THEN IF I SOUND DOWN & OUT, TAKE TIME TO CARE AND TO INSPIRE. IF YOU CALL AND YOU DON’T HEAR LAUGHTER IN MY VOICE; DON’T ASSUME THAT IT’S BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT MY CHOICE. INSTEAD THINK THAT I COULD BE FEELING OUT OF SORT AND BAD; I COULD BE SICK, WEIGHED DOWN OR LONELY AND IT HAS ME FEELING SAD. IF YOU ARE TALKING TO ME AND MY HEAD IS BOWED DOWN LOW; DON’T ASSUME THAT I’M BORED AND DON’T WANT TO HEAR NO MORE. INSTEAD ASK IF THERE’S A PROBLEM AND IF YOU CAN BE OF HELP; PERHAPS I’M WEARY AND TIRED BECAUSE ALL NIGHT I HAVE NOT SLEPT. IF I’M SILENT WHEN YOU’RE NEAR AND I HAVE VERY LITTLE TO SAY; YOU DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH I HAD TO LISTEN AND TALK THAT DAY. HOW MANY PROBLEMS AND BURDENS I PRAYED OTHERS THROUGH; SO I JUST MIGHT NEED SILENCE TO REFLECT…BUT I ALSO NEED YOU. TAKE THE TIME TO KNOW ME AND YOU’LL NEVER HAVE TO ASSUME OR GUESS; YOU’LL SEE I’M DOWN BUT NEVER OUT FOR IN GOD THERE’S PEACE AND REST. KEEP ME IN YOUR PRAYERS AND THOUGHTS FOR THIS JOURNEY CAN BE HARD; BUT I PROMISE GOD AND I PROMISE YOU, I’LL FOREVER DO MY PART.
0
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
DON'T ASSUME (CRIES FROM A PASTOR)
I'm gonna love you forever. That's just my curse, it's whatever... - A Nobody ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC
To Someone I Love, From Someone He Doesn't Care About
You were my everything. My light; my world; my life. I loved you. What happened to us? I don’t know what I was thinking. It clearly wasn’t going to work. Do you know why? It’s because you’re too cold to feel anything. You were chatting it up with everyone except the girl who fell hopelessly for you the day she met you. You were gone before you ever left. I lost you before I got lost myself. You were the last bit of light before the darkness came and captured me. To this day, I am still in love with you. No matter how many people say that I don’t know what love is, I know that I felt it with you. It was different than anything I’ve ever felt before. You make me weak in the knees and I can’t think when I’m around you. I gave you my heart, and you dropped it. I would rather you had given it to someone else. But you dropped it and it cracked. You stepped on it; it shattered. You left me a broken girl with an empty heart. I can’t feel anything except the effect you have on me. I am an unmarked box that gets returned to the sender; a poison apple; a lost cause. I am the broken girl with the broken heart; with the ghost smile; with the stuttered breaths. I am left behind and I am not the same. Because of you, I am no longer the happy little ray of sunshine with the bright smile. I am a hollow person; a mere shell of the girl I was before. I don’t smile as much anymore, and I feel a weight on my shoulders that never leaves. And now, I wonder, if you were to see me in the halls, or on the sidewalk, or anywhere, would you recognize me? Would you even remember my name? Or was it just a joke to you; a bet maybe, to see how badly you could break me? You were my light; my world; my life. And now I’m consumed by the dark.                                                                      ~ Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 11:33 AM UTC
The Dark (A Letter From A Heartbroken Girl)
You were my everything. My light; my world; my life. I loved you. What happened to us? I don’t know what I was thinking. It clearly wasn’t going to work. Do you know why? It’s because you’re too cold to feel anything. You were chatting it up with everyone except the girl who fell hopelessly for you the day she met you. You were gone before you ever left. I lost you before I got lost myself. You were the last bit of light before the darkness came and captured me. To this day, I am still in love with you. No matter how many people say that I don’t know what love is, I know that I felt it with you. It was different than anything I’ve ever felt before. You make me weak in the knees and I can’t think when I’m around you. I gave you my heart, and you dropped it. I would rather you had given it to someone else. But you dropped it and it cracked. You stepped on it; it shattered. You left me a broken girl with an empty heart. I can’t feel anything except the effect you have on me. I am an unmarked box that gets returned to the sender; a poison apple; a lost cause. I am the broken girl with the broken heart; with the ghost smile; with the stuttered breaths. I am left behind and I am not the same. Because of you, I am no longer the happy little ray of sunshine with the bright smile. I am a hollow person; a mere shell of the girl I was before. I don’t smile as much anymore, and I feel a weight on my shoulders that never leaves. And now, I wonder, if you were to see me in the halls, or on the sidewalk, or anywhere, would you recognize me? Would you even remember my name? Or was it just a joke to you; a bet maybe, to see how badly you could break me? You were my light; my world; my life. And now I’m consumed by the dark.                                                                      ~ Ashton Grayson Everly
Continue reading...
49
Dragonfire Eyes Shining Bright, Revealing All Throughout the Night. Dragonfire Smile, In the Sky. Cities to Ash We Don't Know Why. Dragonfire Flames In the Night, Completely Shutting Out The Fairy Lights. Dragonfire Lost, As All Fire Dies. Creating Secrets, Spreading Lies. Dragonfire Hides Out of Sight. Filling People Up With Fright. Dragonfire Dream Flying By. Can't Be Caught. It's up too high. Dragonfire Fears, A Chilling Bite. Breathing In and Out Is A Serious Fight. Dragonfire Heart Feelings Try To Take Over My World, Unsatisfied. Dragonfire Love, Heart is Tight. Surpressing Joy With All My Might. Dragonfire Life, Sad, Tis Quite. I'm Cutting It short. The Ending's Not Right. ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
Dragonfire Life
I want to be mad. I want to hate you. But I can't. Cause I love you. Why do I feel this? You make me so helpless. I want it to end, cause you're only my friend. And I'm done. -LostInStereo ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 12:01 PM UTC
Lost In Stereo (Part One)
Starlight; Star bright; My favorite star I've seen tonight. I wish you may, I wish you might, realize you are worth the fight. I don't have to look that far to know you're perfect as you are. Even when we have a fight, I know I'll still love you tonight. Look and see; we've come so far. Cause you are my favorite star. You are my starlight; the brightest starlight. You brighten up my dark Black night. You show my favorite constellation. Orion and the Dog Star. What a sight. ~Ashton Grayson Everly
0
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 9:08 PM UTC
My Star