Asha'bellenar's Poetry



To be living legends
Burning through nights

My heart explodes
My soul it bleeds
Tears of blood
Streaming endlessly

The numbness spreads
The world so cold
The walls they close
Around this hell
Trapping me in
Its cruel embrace

The sun won't shine
The flowers won't bloom
The life that was
Now cold and bleak

The path behind
A chasm so vast
No turning back
Those dreams now lost

The path before
No escape I see
From this fate I chose
That smothers me

I fight, I scream
I fall, I cry
No words can heal
No compassion just

I fight to live
I refuse to die
But come what may
Come what might
My soul still bleeds
My soul still wilts
Killing me slowly
From deep within

Until some day
My hopes fulfilled
To see the sun return
and my soul revived
The tears will cease
And my soul will shine
If only that day
Would Be here now





To be living legends
Burning through nights


The Five Stages of Grief

Denial
Disbelief, Refusal
Unaccepting, Rejecting, Dismissing
She is not dead.
Wrong

Anger
Fury, Indignation
Raging, Infuriating, Antagonising
I need someone to blame.
Hatred

Bargaining
Negotiation, Implore
Pleading, Begging, Beseeching
Someone can make this right.
Pray

Depression
Sadness, Sorrow
Despairing, Distressing, Suffering
I can not go on.
Misery

Acceptance
Admission, Embrace
Recognising, Affirming, Acknowledging
She is at peace.
Unbroken