Ashley Breding

Cobwebs. - Poem by Ashley Breding

Sitting in a bathroom stall-
Staring at a blank wall-
I heard you weeping silently-
I found you counting memories;

Of bad and worse and forgotten mistakes-
Your eyes worn out broken were leaking from your face-
To the floors they dripped in a pool of waste-
Toxic with secrets of disgrace full of hate;

When you reach out I ask who left these such stains? -
Cuz you wear your heart on your sleeve like perfect lines of cocaine-
They are grooves of wilting roses crisscrossing laces o'er your viens-
Just like your gaze-
as it cuts into my eyes as you wisper in borrowed distain-
'I reek of such shame, will they hurt me again? '

now I can tell you dont mean the mear visible pain.

Comments about Cobwebs. by Ashley Breding

  • Rookie Kayla Peterson (7/20/2006 7:27:00 PM)

    wow, that is really good. I love the way you out your words, like the way you phrase them. I love your poems. holy crap. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 18, 2010

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