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Until We Bleed

I'm naked
I'm numb
I'm stupid 
I'm staying

This isn't love. You use me. 
When you get home from the club or wherever you've been late at night,
You're clumsy with your hands.
Clothing seems too hard to get off.

And if Cupid's got a gun
Then he's shooting

But I can't leave. 
No matter what happens, it's too painful to go.

Lights black
Heads bang
You're my drug
We live it

We're too uncomfortable with the lights on.
I don't want to see your face-
Slurred, clueless.
Angry.
You don't want to see mine-
Helpless, confused.
Depressed.

You're drunk
You need it
Real love,
I'll give it

Everything is hazy to you.
I bet you can't feel.
But I'll love you anyways.
I always have.

So we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
And love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts

This has gone on forever, to me.
I'll try to be like you,
To see what it feels like.
I drink the last bottle of vodka
And hold onto you.

You've wasted your times
On my heart, you've burned
And if bridges gotta fall
Then you'll fall, too

Maybe this is the part of life
That people told me about
It doesn't mean anything
It hurts you.
You grow so attached that when one piece collapses
You do too.

Doors slam
Lights black
You're gone
Come back

You leave when the ordeal is over
Because you couldn't really care less when you're sober
You don't have a reason anymore

Stay gone
Stay clean
I need you
To need me

I want you to be happy
To be the way you were before.
But I think without you,
Even though I only see you late at night,
I would be destroyed.

So we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts

I'm getting up to leave
The keys are for you

Now we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts

But I'll come back soon
I'll come back

Copyright © Ava Neil | Year Posted 2012



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Sugar Sick Sweet Lullabies

I had this dream last night and it was perfect 
It was everything I wanted my life to seem
So when I opened my eyes to this bright sunlight
I realized some things weren't the way that they should be

I put my feet into my shoes, which are old and dusty and 
I don't remember when they were ever clean
I ran around my town asking people for my purpose
And none of their answers seemed to fit alright

Come keep me at bay
Cause the world's spitting us all out one by one
And we've all sinned enough to know that we're gonna die someday

I've tried to be myself but I'm running low on health
To fight all those who tell me to be a certain way
Though I don't cry out my eyes every time that a stitch undoes itself
Cause nobody's gonna save you when can save yourself, darling

Even at a quarter after noon mothers are singing their babies 
Sugar sick sweet lullabies that I know all too well
Haven't you ever noticed the way that their voices crack 
When the child forgets the words and the tune stays with them alone?

Come keep me at bay
Cause the world's spitting us all out one by one
And we've all sinned enough to know that we're gonna die someday

Copyright © Ava Neil | Year Posted 2012

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What I'Ve Become

I've become tired all the time
And I wake up at noon
My dreams are too realistic and
Nightmares have begun to 
comfort me 
With their broken, clipped, 
harsh sounds

I've become to breathe with 
effort
It is no longer an automatic 
mechanism that requires no 
help
But a project that I work on all 
day
Processing the steps and 
remembering my task
Like a child learning her first 
song

I've become to keep to myself
Never joining for meals or 
Leaving the comfort of my cold, 
dark room
Where nobody will disturb me
It will be just me and music

I've become emotionless
Like a rock, or a dirty street 
curb
I will provide you with no 
sympathy
Or gratitude
Only a solid form that has a 
presence

I've become dysfunctional
Because one of my pillars has 
been taken down
One of strings was strummed 
too many times
One of my gears needs oiled
And one of my organs needs 
repaired


I am not myself.  

And who are you?

Copyright © Ava Neil | Year Posted 2012


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