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Ashley Poole Poem
She is slowly slipping away,
She sees no point laying waiting to decay,
Tired of the names shes starting to beleive,
The thought of leaving for good gives her relief,
Shell do anything just to get the slightest peace,
Were ever she goes shes used as a punching bag,
Shes sick of it wants it to go away wanting payback,
She tried to get away with drugs but theres no impact,
She wants to paint a red mural at school hoping it add some abstract,
Ptsd takes over she is done with the flashback,
Feeling desprate She plans it out on a scatch pad,
She cant stop the heat from rising she gets mad,
She doesnt care shes maping out her ending,
Shes tired of everyone disrespecting,
They pushed her to this shes done pretending,
Theres no more heart left for mendind,
Theres a assembally today she knows theyll all be attending,
This is her idea of defending,
This time theyll be the ones accepting,
There they all seated like targets,
She says this is what you started,
Most of you watched did nothing to help your all the culprit,
She steps on stage the whole crowd bursts into laughter,
She said get ready this is a disaster,
She pulls out a gun blows of rounds,
One by one the students fall to the ground,
Finally thetes no one left to make a sound,
Shes finally is set free she lets out a smile,
A happiness she hasnt felt in a while,
Shes on the news today shes the only survivor,
It all planned out they call her a fighter,
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More money makes themselvs better,
Such fancy cloths and shoes made with real leather,
They judge not knowing what happens behind the curtain,
They dont see the lost soul hidden,
Beneath the skin holds only darkness within,
Unless you have seen the absolute nothing you cant imagine,
You cant fix the nothing in your heart with only a bandage,
Your left in pain trying to be strong just so damaged,
You got no one were'd they all go they vanished,
You remember the little things that still make you smile they never banished,
You realize theres no one to trust eveything is a lie,
You only got you till the day you die,
Why are they so mean you see power and your not even the same guy,
Money only makes you happy please tell me why?,
Its never enough like a spoiled kid always being handed things,
Grew up with only the newest and fancyiest rings,
You dont know the meaning of hard,
Any little problem can be solved with a swipe of your card,
Living in nothing you see the beauty in art,
Your greatful for what you own even if its all sitting in a grocery cart,
Dont have anyfriends because you know eventually youll part,
Youll miss them they fly fast by like a dart,
Some one with nothing will give you all he has just ask,
He hides his pain and sorrow deep behind the poorly stitched mask,
Never knowing the future or whatll come of tomorrow,
The sick thin old man never steals never borrows,
His home is beaufiful, he says he gets to see the sinrise above the sowarroes,
Watch the gofers go underground. Burro,
Beneeth the stars he sleeps on a cought,
Let a lesson here be taught,
Happiness is inside you it can not be bought,
Even tho the old man eats and drinks out the same ole rusty pot,
Unlike the pot his heart is strong will never rought,
The old man said theres no such thing as nothing,
He said no listen now im not 7bluffing,
Nothing is a word made from the rich to make it look like they have it all,
The nothingness shows the true beauty even when you fall,
Like back when you were a kid and the only thing that made you happy was that red ball,
He remminise on the good days,
His life was always hard but he never changed his ways,
He kept his job worked hard until he got his raies,
He never had much walked through life blind folded in a maze,
Leave all your worries lock em in a cage,
Live your life like your back stage,
Not a soul is watching you have a voice thats your advantage,
Youll miss it if you go runnin through life making it a race,
Keep it at a slow pace,
Let go of all the negativity in your life youll run outa space,
Its nice to just sit back and listen only to the base,
The rich throws things away like its nothing while the old man makes sure it dont go to waist,
Those goodtimes can get tough keep em glued to your heart with paist,
I still remember my mammas food so thankful for the taist,
The rich may come out strong hardheaded and rude,
But let me tell ya they prolly never went a week without food,
Out on your own trying make something outa nothing its hard to pursue,
Their always right why bother fight theyll still argue,
Their opinion is worthless time to discontinue,
Let them do what they do best watch them try to undervalue,
Than you just smile wave and say thank you,
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I sat at a table ment for two,
But realize he isnt showing i mingle my shoe,
Looking over to a couple trying to make out what they whisper,
In jelousy i stare when he leans in to kiss her,
I watch the women as she slips off her thong,
Hands it beneath the table to him as if it werent wrong,
I couldnt stop staring,
They looked so daring,
I saw as the man refusly began to swet,
I seen the women word she is now wet,
The women looks over at me as if she knows ive been watching,
I look quickly away and awkwardly begin coughing,
I am so embaressed her eyes met mine,
Why cant they be normal and only dine,
If that was it i wouldnt of stared,
Theyd be just people i wouldnt care,
My heart begins to race as i begin to head for the door,
I promised to myself im never coming back her nomore,
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Ashley Poole Poem
I love you alot but i have to let go,
It hurts me but ill learn to out grow,
I cant stay your emotionally taking me away,
Therez no more chances it ends today,
Im tired of you leaving me astray,
Ive gained will power i have a voice,
My decision is made theres no other choice,
Get clean and maybe one day well rejoice,
But your stuck dude you cant resist,
Always headed to the dealer the local pharmasist,
Your soul left ur vacade you no longer exist,
Gone through jobs i cant take it im finished,
You were my everything i watched you diminished,
My love is floating away like the last leaf in fall,
Im done begging you cannot play with me like your doll,
I am leaving with my pride im standing tall,
Your no good for me dude im puting up a wall,
Im done with you this is for my own good,
I need to leave get out this neiborhood,
If this is a team why am i always left alone,
I still wear your shirts because i can smell ur cologne,
This isnt going to be easy but its what i have to do,
To get away from drugs i must dismiss you,
I dont see nothing left to hold on to,
I thought you were the one,
But in reality you were just fun,
All you ever did was tare me apart,
Leaving me with only a broken heart,
I feel so ugly now i dont want to live,
I gave you my all theres nothing left to give,
Im sorry but im not going with you off the cliff,
You proved me right loves nothing more than a myth,
The only entering my heart is through a locksmith,
It all hurts so much i cant reminise,
The past is behind me you cant fix it with a kiss,
You pick up the pipe pushes further away,
Till im left looking stupid todays the day,
At one point i had it all it seemed,
Than you met dope and it all went downstream,
You put me down giving me low selfesteem,
The happy part was only a dream,
Than i woke up and drugs intervened,
It took over you made you phened,
You tried to hide didnt think i seen,
You were falling apart with every hit you took,
Your lies and thieving made you a crook,
I watch your heart grow cold,
You got hard to be around it was so dificult,
It was like your brain got reassymbaled,
It bacame your daily ritual,
You say you have controll boy thats denile,
I dont remember the last time you made me smile,
You got a mind of a young juvinile,
You dont care bout my well being your a child,
I love you so much,
But im sorry this time its not enough,
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