Ashley Seymour Poems
|2.||A Mommy No More||1/28/2008|
|3.||Big Girls Cry Too: A Short Story||1/28/2008|
|4.||What I Thought I'D Never Miss: A Reflection||1/28/2008|
|5.||Who Am I?||3/16/2008|
|6.||Somewhere Among The Stars||5/5/2008|
|7.||F A T||8/27/2008|
|12.||Two Sides Of Suicide: A True Acount||1/28/2008|
|14.||Happy Birthday: A Letter||3/17/2008|
|15.||Behind The Smile||10/8/2010|
|16.||Pain Is Beautiful||1/4/2009|
|18.||A Perfect World||1/7/2009|
|19.||Cutting To Cope||8/13/2008|
I hate myself, I want to bleed,
I cry at night, longing to be freed.
I think of death, there’s so much pain,
I’m losing myself, I’m going insane.
I cut myself, because I binged and purged,
I do it every day, whenever I get the urge.
I feel so ugly, and so fat,
Life seems pointless, from where I’m at.
I’m sick of living with all this crap, I feel like I’m suffocating, stuck in a trap.
Where no one can hear my painful screams, they don’t know about my horrible dreams.
I feel like a cow, god I need help, I know that now.
I know you ...
There was a girl that I knew well,
And where she went I can not tell,
A bright face and humor great,
I loved her every trait,
Though I paid her no attention,
I’d buy her back at any pention,
I’ve looked for her everywhere,
That eight year old without a care,
Now I’m lonely and going astray,