What to say, what to do. 23rd September.



Matter of time.

Internal bleeding,
And eternal fights,
Death at the beginning,
Torturous sights.
Slept till dawn,
Mind is spun,
A best friend lost,
Love not won.
Positive thinking,
Fuck it all,
One kiss ruined,
Here I crawl.
Stained wrists,
Or to drink,
What shall I say?
What to think?
I could make you hurt,
A cry like mine,
An only way out,
A matter of time.

 

 





Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2006-09-23 at 12:47

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Esti D-G
powerful,knock-out poem, John.

Please don't waste your talent by giving in.
luv esti
2007-06-07


Esti D-G
powerful,knock-out poem, John.

Please don't waste your talent by giving in.
luv esti
2007-06-07


Sabrina
Wow, what should I say?

Awesome!! ^^ Very deep...

Hugs,
Sabrina
2006-10-25


Zoya Zaidi
Hi John, a very poignant poem.
Powerfully expressed.
Rivalry with friiends can be very hurtful at times...
I hope the things are amicably resolved and nobody is seriously harmed.
Love,
Welcome back.
Zoya
2006-09-23



All of this speaks from truth and in a sad way stuff that has been experienced.

Drop us a line dude. k.
2006-09-23



All of this speaks from truth and in a sad way stuff that has been experienced.

Drop us a line dude. k.
2006-09-23


Daybreaker
These eternal agonizing thoughts.

Beautifully captured!
2006-09-23



Indeed, time can never be under estimated in human's endeavour. Nice poem.
2006-09-23