drowning
insecurity
festering beneath
blemished skin
comparable to
salt water
overflowing
my nostrils
and eyelids
attempting
to swim
in this bottomless
chasm
labeled
"disappointment"
a word
I've never grown
accustomed to
even though
she tore
my eardrums
apart
with her
repetitive usage
a word
I've never grown
accustomed to
even though
he spat it down
my throat
as his fingertips
scorched my cheeks
a word
I've never grown
accustomed to
even though
I've carved it
into my bones
carrying it
everywhere
I go
a simple
reminder
I've ceased my
futile attempts
at breathing
the ocean
begins gushing into
my scars
failure weighing
my body down
to the sea floor
ready to drown
Miss You
I'm just gonna let myself miss you
I think it's probably okay
More acceptable then crawling back
I know I can never see you again
And my hearts aches
I miss things about you
The way you smell
The feeling of your arms around me
The safety you gave me
That is, until it all crumbled
We crashed and burned
A nuclear explosion
And tears couldn't extinguish the flames
Only distance could
Great, deep, immeasurable distance
So I am going to let myself miss you
Force each step I take
Forge my heartbeat so you think I can really live without you
I miss you
I'm moving on
But I still miss you...
-ashleyanne
On the brink
A Faraday cage of daydreams is fraying
Faster and faster, rriipp! A tear!
Inspiration drags me out by chokehold
Pencil meets paper and it's a nuclear explosion
Colours are screaming, bursting in chaos
Word hurricanes rage through, but somehow nothing's destroyed
Limbs become ribbons, snaking in a trillion combinations
Sounds snips silence into snow angels
Gears shift and turn, no containing me now
Walls are struck down to build bridges
It's not on the calendar- spurs of moments
Can you embrace the spirit that none understand?
Don't think outside the box- annihilate it
No predicting where we can soar without limits
Banging on windows, mixing up yesterdays with tomorrows-
Take my hand and jump!
Just A Girl
Everything is eating me alive
Yet I never die
There's nothing left over
I can't fill myself
I'm empty
And hollow
Can't you help me out?
I feel as though nothing is good enough
I stand to tall
I fall to short
I can't earn your love
And I can't buy your time
Nothing adds up
So I start subtracting
But I've gotten into the negatives
And I can't develop without the darkness
Stuck on repeat
Forever, the three steps
I can't break free
Everything is killing me
Everything is beating me
I feel my blood pumping through my veins
I feel every ache, every pain
Nothing makes it all okay
Am I worth fighting for?
Would you walk a mile for me?
I'm just a girl
Slowly dying
But I could bring you back to life
I keep waiting on an apology
That will never come my way
'Im sorry' it's really not so hard to say
Everything is eating me alive
And I'm not sure what parts of me are left
I spend my nights weeping
I spend my days pretending
And I'm spent
I'm broke
There's nothing left to fill me
I'm just a girl
Slowly dying
But I could bring you back to life...
-ashleyanne
death comes in all shapes and sizes
and I'm sorry mom
I'm really really sorry
the clouds are mourning us
and the rain doesn't feel the same anymore.
the house is destructive;
anxiety slicing into the room
like a razor blade kissing skin.
life really isn't fair,
and my prayers always start with,
"Why?"
and the tears have become a necessity,
without them,
something is wrong,
and I'm sorry mom
I'm really really sorry.
here’s to letting go
here's the thing:
we were always only ever half of an entity
and your arms never truly held me
more position than action
like holding hands with unlaced fingers
like kisses when your lips don't linger
the truth is we never were ever quite what we thought
and you were only ever just caught
Soft Skin Sin
We sat on the edge of the universe
In star lit Anaheim
Hating the county
Having a horrible time
Exhausted and lonely, I grabbed your hip
And in a passing moment of weakness
We kissed
I laid in bed that night shaking
Dreading the thought of waking
Guilt ridden heart a thudding bass drum
Afraid of the shit show to come
A soft skin sin under socal summer stars
Somethings decompressing
When we were undressing
But no ever gave out cigars
When you just give in to it
Youre never going to win for shit
Black Butterflies melt down to fears
Tears of joy remain to be tears
I sat outside on her porch
She told me she hated me
I hated myself, but i loved her
Poor decision and bad intuition it was wrong
And in a passing moment of weakness I wrote this song
I cried for weeks on end
My own wounds I had to mend
There was no excuse for my mistake
I hate that I made her heart break
I Know Your Number
He was beautiful.
Every color and everything.
Exactly as I left him.
But all this repair for nothing.
I can't be around you
Because I fall in love each time.
And I can't end up with
my soul mate.
You won't look at me long enough
To see that I'll look
you in the eyes now.
But I'm here and look at me!
I'm sick on you.
Lately, I've almost
reached for a phone
to call you.
I know your number,
I remember it.
And I remember that
You don't deserve my love
But here, have it,
It'll always be there.
And every time I see you,
I bite myself,
I can't end up with my soul mate.