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Ash Rose Aug 2016
Do you know how much I love you?
Even though I hurt you.
What the **** is love?.

How can you love me back?
You are foolish.
A real ******* idiot.

Am I not worthless?
Please, don't forgive me.
It's not like I give a ****.

Do I dare ask you to stay?
Just leave before I break you.
Stay so I can salt the wound.

How can I call you mine?
You cannot call me yours, only.
I belong to no one.

Where does this leave us?
Broken, ripped apart, shattered.
You are, anyways.

But, I love you..
And I was never yours to love.
And you will never love me again.
Ash Rose Aug 2016
Fingers ripped open
Stomach decomposin
Mind broke into pieces
This life is feces.

All full of regret
I wish we never met
All those days I was high
How could I not lie?

In hell I'll wallow
Just sitting here hallow
I'm feeling neurotic
I am psychotic.

Disturbed in the head
That's what all those ***** said
"She will probably ****.."
The fear I'll instill.

"These lives are diseases,
Break fingers to pieces,
Rip all stomachs open,
Watch flesh decomposin."


**"Please, just let me die."
Ash Rose Aug 2016
He looks up with oceans in his eyes.

***** hair mussed from a drunken sleep.

He cries out, reaches to touch.

I drown in those oceans.

Oxygen gone as he squeezes so tight.

"You're here, you're here!"
"I'm here, always"

But I'm not. I'm gone.

Swept away by oceans, kept away by heat.

Hot, too hot.

I need a drink to cool down.

Sipping salty liquid, its stings. It's wrong.

But I'll sip once more and forget.

Lost in those beautiful, glorious oceans**.

— The End —