Monday, November 22, 2010

Teddy Bear!

Teddy Bear

be right here, my teddy bear
surrounded with love, and covered with fur
to hold you close, and not let go
...for now your here, you see my glow

i miss you most, and fear of loss
so when i'm home, hold me real close
comfort and lust, surrounds your hugs
so when things are bad, let the going get tough

you are my fave, my stuffed little friend
through hard time's and loss, i cannot offend
you'll always be there, and for that i can see
that till the end, it's just you and me

written by: ashley smith

21/11/2010

Inspire!

inspire

inspire me, set me free
be the new person, and let me be
for once the change, has begun
...there's no stopping it, so just have fun

the key to life, is not right there
you cannot see it, that i swear
for you see me, for what i truly am
run and hide, cause here i come

the streets fill up, with a glorius glare
the twinkle in my eye, try not to stare
for that wich was, is no more
so let it begin, and let us soar

written by: ashley smith

21/11/2010

Disguise

Disguise

blistered hope in a battle of lust and loss
her heart breaks as her will continues to fight
with one foot in front of the other, she moves
...her majestic walk, as if floating on clouds
a disguise for the best

weakened love and heart bled torture fills her soul
yet something lives' on
the mask is un-covered to see the very essence of her being
the bruise evades the best of cover, as the light brings out the darkness

she will live on, to fight another day
yet how much will pass, before she looses all
too much to bear, not enough to care
but in the end who will loose
for this beauty cannot fight anymore

her break is here, and there she falls
yet who is there to break her fall
the strength of other's lifts her high
yet isn't enough to stand
her night is day and day is gone
for once was there is no longer whole

written by: ashley smith

21/11/2010

Fallen Angel!

a brocken angel, fallen far

with wings half there, it's gone to far

where does it stop, where does it end
...with no-one left, no-one who care's
her heart is left, on the ground
red on the wall, never to be found
all dried up, with nothing left
hope it seems is lost, none is left

the key remains, far away
thrown into the darkness, and gone astray
her path is not clear, not there at all
yet someone will care, and break her fall

so it seems, she waits alone
in a cold shallow bed, and nothing of her own
her prince will arive, but not soon enough
for this once whole being, is nothing but tough
the walls will break down, and soon she will see
that life is worth living, and love is the key

written by: ashley smith

21/11/2010

With Her!

she is a dream this very thing, that keeps me alive

to last another minute in this world till my very demise

her looks and walk, smile and skin
...
these things that are admired

yet look a little deeper and you'll find yourself inspired

to see this girl and not compare is wise to say the least

for many sunsets and moons will come, but with her you'll never tire

the grass is green and sun is bright and the world is saying hello

yet nothing come's close to the thing that make's her shine and glow

now hold her close, and don't let go of what you've found within her

for if you take advantage you will loose and you will miss herSee More
November 15 at 12:20am

Mind/Body/Soul

with every strip that they take from my mind, body and soul, another one grows in it's place stronger and faster, the further they drag me down and the harder i fall, the more determaned and the higher i'll climb, i do not stop, i do not give in and do not take take prisoners, so get out of my bloody way, I'M COMING THROUGH!

STRONG 21/10/2010

the pain, the glory, the silence between
where has my faith gone, is this but a dream
a nightmare at best, the horror is there
these people surround me, yet how many care
to witness a sin, the worst of them all
...to not see it coming, this horror and gore
the blood has been shed, and tears that have followed
yet who is to blame, for this endless sorrow
they take from me, wich is mine to keep
my heart, my soul, is nothing sacred

they can do as they like, take what they want
at the end of the day, i'll still stand and fight
with every shred they take, is another rebuilt
stronger and faster, and more well equipt
so the more damage done, is more to repair
but who is at loss, when i still stand there

stronger than most, i shouldn't have to be
without pain and some loss, there is no victory
the fighting won't stop, it cannot win
for this is my life, not thiers to begin
with choice's i make and things that i do
will i ever be right, or is that up to you
with every failure, is a life leason learnt
for i do not quiver nor shake, no matter how burnt

so when i'm standing strong, and your still alone
who has then failed, for i am my own
i do not need to change, to better myself
i am not near perfect, but a good man at heart
so as i say again, do as you like
cause every strand more, is a tougher alike