Ashhy Quebedeau

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Running through the woods
feeling the light breeze through my flowing hair

tears flow from my eyes
...

Standing here in my lovely white tiled bathroom
I look up at the mirror
leaning forward trying to see deep inside my soul
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stitched up like a good little puppet that i am
people taking ahold of my life

moving my arms, my mouth to what they want
...

digging deep into my soul
i feel like my sanity is being pulled
out of my body and being replaced with insanity, lost, emptiness
and many more feelings i wish not to have
...

An angel from heaven
had hope in her life

Always happy, giggly
...

shadows of the night
lurk around every corner of my innerself
trying to take over my soul
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You didnt bother to pick up the phone
when i kept calling you every two minutes.
why didnt you listen to your voice mail?
Did you even bother to see what i was calling for
...

Glue on the tapes of the band-aid you put on your broken heart
is slowly coming unglued each passing day
as you feel the wound tear open again
when you fall down this black hole of yours
...

Only one in this realm
feeling her hope fading away with the winter wonderland
Walking around to find someone
who can help bring hope back into her soul
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Hiding behind a black masquerade
always hiding yourself behind a black velvet hood
you hide your feelings to
everyone around you
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Let me be clear of my conscience
Let me be clear of my past
Yet i have so many wounds
that havent healed just yet.
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walking down to the lake
you sit down in the cool wet grass
Dew drops soaking through your dress
feeling the cold drops on your skin
...

Walking around in your mind
you see this huge oak door infront of you
you see this door is open
and you wonder why
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sitting under
a starless night
looking up to the sky
on a cold winters night
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sleepless nights under the stars
staring out to space
wondering if my life would ever be the same
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Ever looked at yourself in a mirror
did you like anything about you
look at your innerself
rare emotions come up
...

Sitting here on this hard tiled floor
have my knees tucked under my chin
hugging them to feel close to something
...

My little fairy world doesnt like me at all
so i retreat to the moon
and look up to the milky midnight sky
with my big soulful eyes
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The Best Poem Of Ashhy Quebedeau

Transforming Vampire

Running through the woods
feeling the light breeze through my flowing hair

tears flow from my eyes
wanting these feelings to go away

who loves me?
who wants me?
who am i?

to many thoughts going through my mind
winding around the worse possiblities ever

yet these questions torment my soul
each and every night...taking control of my body

then this mistified feeling creeps into my soul
making me hunger for blood...and cant stop that feeling

cant i be normal...like everyone else
or am i this vampire everyone speaks of?

only thinking about blood
watching it flow freely from someones veins

I cant stop the cravings
cant stop being myself....

Oh No! ! ! No! Its all true... Start to feel
my eyes change colors...
and my body becomes cold as ice

no longer my heart beats a minute
and nothing can kill me deep inside

days like this i want to wither away
and that the sun will take me away

yet i have a lot of good days
trying to find a lover

so i wont be so miserable for eternity
and that he will love me just the way i am

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