Here lies the hopes of a women.
Buried under toilet paper and tampons,
There lies the last test she’s taken.
She cries to the universe,
By Ashley Starkweatherabout a year ago in Poets
No difference changed,
All souls remain the same.
Flashes on the wall of life,
Like lightning bugs taking flight.
By Ashley Starkweather2 years ago in Poets
Buck tooth Bill
Had hay to bail
But instead he just
Sat in jail.
Oh hell, not Nell
The son who fell,
Who was good with a nail,
Old grand father clock.
The hour strikes,
The hand of smite and strife is seen.
For all those who cease to believe
Two souls were dancing endlessly
Down a town of stairs so stresslessly
Only to end up hopelessly
Lost in each others arms.
How's it feel?
How's it feel?
Like a banana without a fucking peel.
Could and numb
And definitely dumb.
When you look in the mirror
What do you see?
Do you see you, or the person others want you to see?
Mirrors can be deceptive,
Her blood dripping down her lifeless body
Her last breath was mine to take.
The ravage, the rape,
The thrill of the hunt...
Everyone always says “Diamonds are a girls best friend”
Everybody has some,
Everywhere you look.
You can see it in the darkest corners,
I'm standing here in plain view
Heart wide open in front of you
You see the stitches and the bruise
But yet you continue to abuse.
Want to know me?
I wish you not.
My life, my soul, my mind
A blackened knot.
I'm forever cold
But always hot.
A frozen piece of hostility and pain
You stand there on
Behalf of the other half of me.
Starving and waiting to be seen,
By the only thing that's destiny.