Showing posts with label Ashley Issacs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ashley Issacs. Show all posts

Friday, April 11, 2008

Flames of Life

Everything I knew is now in the flames
My life has changed forever
And nothing is the same
It seems that life, as I know it is over
But if it is, I am too numb with shock to care
I want to run to my room and hide beneath the covers
To dream and dream that what is happening now is a dream
But now there is nothing
There is no coffee no sugar no cream
What is happening to me?
Fate has called attention to me
But I wish that it never thought twice walking past my door
Poor poor me

Wait

What am I doing feeling sorry for myself?

I have lived and I am alive
I am solid and unbroken
Yes, my life is disrupted and it will never be the same

But I am me and I am granite
Nothing can break me down
And there are no cracks in this piece of perfect stone

I am proud to be alive

I am well
And with my family
This is nothing at all except a bend in the road of life
I will never forget this burning, blazing, freezing morning

But I will move on

And I will not feel sorry for myself

-Ashely Issacs

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Screaming and Yelling

Screaming and yelling
Tears streaming down
Chest is a-heaving
Up and down

Eyes blurred red
Voice worn raw
Heart falling to pieces
All to the ground

Wishing that life
Would seep out of me
I'm worthless
And disgusting

No right to continue
No reason to care
'Cause no one else will
When my beat becomes still

Lighthouse gone black
Davey is laughing
Almost I run
To that locker of Darkness

Nothing is right
Trying doesn’t help
Starting out just fine
Only to drop under the line


-Ashley Issacs

Praying for Death

Praying for Death
Wishing to be cold
With pale blue lips
And hair gone frayed
Eyes glazed over
With the Peace of the everlasting Silence

Silence would comfort
Whether in blazing light or
Eternal heat
Glory and good
Or heat and demise
That’s all that I want
Silence forever

Tears wouldn’t stream
Voices wouldn’t cry
Hearts wouldn’t break
And minds wouldn’t sob

No one would care
Life would go on
No one would notice
If my heart became still

To be Nothing
To be Alone
To be Broken
and used

Silence is what I pray for

-Ashley Issacs

Our Nation

I’m staring off into space and I don’t know why I even care

Nothing seems right and everything sucks

This poetry sucks too

But who cares

I don’t

Because there is no reason to care

Because there is nothing left to care about

The hurricane came and left

But the destruction is still here all around me

My family and I barely scraped through it

Unlike so many others

I can’t imagine why something like this is breathtaking

But one hardly knows how much there is to lose

Until you have lost it all

Supposedly hardships bring people together, but all I have seen is greed, violence, and the need for self-preservation

Nothing brought this nation together

Not even the destruction of entire cities and states

Not even the destruction of September 11

Well, at least not the way it should have

It should have made this country turn and look at itself

And say what can I do to help my fellow Americans

But all people could do was cry, and scream for loved ones

Not that that is a bad thing, but we should be crying for all those lost

There is nothing that can hold this nation together

Long enough to get us back on our feet

And defeat the enemy that attacked us from the inside out

What is happening to us as a nation?

We are slowly decomposing, and the strength that we once had is fading

The power that we imposed on other nations, creating new strength in others

The soldiers that look to us for support

Are now lacking in that

Because we as a nation have decided to turn our backs on them

They need us, and all we can talk about is how much we need to stop the war

We demoralize everything that they have fought for in these long years and we strip them of the purpose that they felt that they had

How can this happen to a nation so young?

We feel so old, but we are still as immature as five-year-olds are

At least the men and women at arms, know why they lay their life on the line

While we sit back and watch, and criticize

At least they have grown up trying to set an example for us, to show us the way

Yet nothing seems to show us the light

We need an Enlightenment

-Ashley Issacs