Ashley

Vulnerable

VulnerableRate this poem

As my heart beats so slow

I can feel the darkness watching me

The weaker I get

I can feel the light fade away

Until there is nothing left of me

to spare.

Leads Up To SorrowRate this poem

The Lie is unspoken

The truth is a lie

Every lie you told was a lie to me

Every heart you have broken

Eventually leads to sorrow.

Life Never EndsRate this poem

As night falls, the sun rises, when the grass grows,

flowers bloom, as the sun sets, the moon glows,

when the dark shows, the light glows, as the rain melts,

the snow melts, when one dies, one is born,

as the cycle repeats,

PuppetRate this poem

Sometimes my life feels like I’m being controlled,

like I am a puppet on strings, controlled by a puppet master,

but I will break free….someday…

I’ll be free to make my own choices,

i’ll be free to control my life, now its time I will break free,

Familiar Stranger4.5 (90%) 2 votes

I put my hand on the mirror, I can feel the sorrow deep inside,

in my reflection there was no one, no one I loved there before me,

not in spirit or in body, it wasn’t a ghost or an angel or an enemy,