Everything I touch or known
Turns to ash
My soul feels ashen burdened
To live with my idiocy
Yet I press on force myself to smile
Everything turns ash
I've watch as the ash gets
Blown away and stare
Longingly at what I lost
Because ash clogges my brain
The ash it's all around me
Sinking into my broken heart
Yet I push on force myself to smile
The ash shifts yet nothing is the same
It's all just ash fading through my hands
The ash what was it before
Memories my brain chose to burn
Triggering thoughts burned
Parts of myself that are to much
I can't say it's all ash around me
Longing to understand what the ash was
Yet the ash weighs me down
Suffocates me all while
I'm reminded I don't deserve happiness
Yet I press on force myself to smile
Drowning out thoughts with music
Just to forget that the ash is all around me
I still can't forget what his voice says
No matter how many times he's "died"
Yet I press on force myself to smile
The Haunting laugh as he uses me
Maybe a punching bag
Maybe a toy for his pleasure
These are the memories I wish were ash
Yet I press on force myself to smile
My smile it's not real rarely is
I've didn't have much to smile about
All I did has turned to ash or decomposed
Yet I press on force myself to smile
The pain I endured has ended
But not truly it's still there
Waiting watching for when I can be broken
Letting the ash come flooding in
Yet I press on force myself to smile
I'm not that bright kid anymore
I'm a dying flame flickering in and out
Of existence no matter what I do it's true
Yet I press on force myself to smile
Knowing that everything will become ash
Its terrifying but there's no stopping it
That's the way this decaying world turns
You can't stop it only be happy with what you have
Yet I press on force myself to smile
The scars they haunt me
Remind me what hell that humans truly are
They're jagged, gnarled, burned into me
But I can't help but wonder where did this come from
Yet I press on force myself to smile
Can't let the ash drown me
But there's so much it's hard to move
My movements feel like I'm a puppet
They're sluggish almost like they're not mine
Yet I press on force myself to smile
YOU ARE READING
words from a broken soul
Poetryjust a collection of free verse/rondel poems(short stories to lengthy ones I guess) I've written over the course of ten months so far some won't be uploaded as I know they would get flagged as to dark of topics so yeah enjoy or don't. Feed back is h...
