This relates to life because in my life because we all have days when we want to talk and don't and then the pain builds up because we don't let it out
Seasons
When the first snow falls,it snows fluffy, white snowballs.The sky turns a bluish white,while the stars shine bright,All through the endless night.Then comes spring,when all the pretty birds sing.The flowers blossom,and so does the possum.Next comes summer,it is not a bummer.As we play in the pool,we hope the night will be cool.Finally comes fallwhen leaves fall off trees so tall.After all,the snow will begin to fall,Again.
Ashley Adams
Copyright ©2007 AshleyAdams
Doors
Have you ever cried?But without any tears.Does it seem as thoughdaily pain lasts for years?You question yourself.But first others.Your mom.Dad.Sister or brother.You ask their adviceand they brush you off.This doesn't help especially in times when you feel lost.There's only one person who's truly been there for meand that's the Lord.He's continously closing and opening up doors.And for that I'm forever grateful.
Ashley Adams
Copyright ©2007 AshleyAdams
Life
My life is living hellSometimes i sit back and dwell where will i be in 20 years?If i'm not drown in all my tearsSee my parent thinks it a whinning gameBut they dont understand my constant painSome times i wish i was deadSo all these bad memories would be erase from my headNo one will ever understand me but meYour never going to see my point view Soooo if this is true Then i guess that i'm through
Ashley Denean Adams
Copyright ©2007 Ashley Denean Adams
Untitled
Nothing you can ever say can help me get itback. The night is gone, my blood is goneand all that helped make me..me is gone. Iknow you want to help me, but all you do isremind me of the pain in your eyes reflectingthe pain in mine. Just stop talking about it.I can't even hear it said..the thought makesme ears bleed and my brain melt. I was almostdead..did I see God?Anothers blood courses through my veins, isit clean blood or will the thing that savedme later take my life? My mind races with thethoughts of all this going wrong. Losing theonly thing good that came of this, or losingmy mind all together. I have no-one to talkto about the pain and sadness that has nowords to describe them. I will never be able to deal with this if someone doesn't listento me.Love myself and all will heal..?
Ashley Laine Adams
Copyright ©2007 Ashley Laine Adams
Too Hard to Bear
A whispered wordAn icy glanceNo one thought to give her a chanceA stifled giggleThe rolling eyesNo one bothered to hear her criesShe walked down the hallClothed in ragsCarried books in paper bagsHer toes were blueEach winter mornFor she wore no shoes and her socks were tornThe bruises and burnsThe deep cut on her cheekFrom a broken beer bottle thrown last weekYet no one cared to noticeEven when she was not thereWhen her life became just too hard to bear
Greer Cury
Copyright ©2007 Ashley Greer Adamson
