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lost-ash-es · 1 day
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does everything matter? does anything?
everything has an affect on eachother, which only matters or makes a difference if each thing that affects or influences smth else mattered to what it was influencing, making that thing matter and so on. so everything either matters or it doesnt. and sometimes it feels like everything does so i believe it that does so then it does but i sometimes i get detached and then nothing feels like it matters anymore so i believe it that doesnt so then it doesnt.
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 1 day
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if you follow me
we'll build a home on mars
turning moons into cigars
falling asleep to the whispers of the stars
and following the maps hidden in our scars
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 2 days
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i am a god that walks the forest floor and the earth which formed the dirt to create it. i am the trees that allow me to breathe and their air that flows through my lungs. i am the love that birthed me and keeps me alive. i am flesh and bone. i am a feeling soul. i am everything i need to be, for i am a god and nothing more.
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 2 days
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yearnings of a sociopath
u love me and u say u mean it
and i feel it and then i eat it
and it disappears within me
it flows through then out me
but it's nice all the same
i think you mean what you say
like maybe i could learn to love too in that way
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 2 days
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poem i wrote with my friend koko and our mistress tina
smoking with koko in the room
everything's swirling away
we're flying on parallel brooms
and we're flying too fast to pray
but somehow we'll go back today
i don't know how or which way
i just hope we'll make it back okay
i hope we don't end in dismay
but the crystals are always so good
and they say if it's good it's really good
and if it's bad it's still good
but i don't know if i'm doing what i should
i don't know if i'm doing all that i could
but i just kinda feel alone
like a dog to its bone
my heart's beating a different a tone
but i don't think it's the tina that made me stoned
- ash and koko
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lost-ash-es · 2 days
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the earth moves slow but i need to run
the flowers grow back with patience, not rage
but i wish i could just turn this damn page
i want to bathe in a sea of green sage
but my skin would sure sink, it would sure age
and i'd feel so captive without a cage
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 2 days
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stuff
sometimes it's not enough
and sometimes it feels so rough
i try to act tough
but i'm drowing in stuff
i do more, i do more
i'll wash up on the shore
and i thought that i saw you, i swear i was sure
but maybe it was the ghost of all of your snores
and i want to do something -- i want to have fun
but i put it up to my head, that goddamn gun
i take more stuff but they don't let me run
they just spin me in circles until i'm spun
and when i leave, i know i'll return
i'll seek the fire and i'll feel the burn
i'll wait and wait 'till it's my turn
and i'll rest softly near the fern
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 19 days
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I Am Fucked Up On Drugs
they laid three magic beans before me. "take one." i took all of them. what? im bored. and it didnt take long for the affects to kick in. i got up to get something from the fridge and everything started walking with me. in perfect harmony too.
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 25 days
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i breathe poetry
it swims through my blood and rests in my bones
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 27 days
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lovesick
my love for you grows and never slows
it consumes me entirely
it tries to eat me whole
it stalks me in the night
and spreads throughout like a disease
i love you i love you
and it might kill me
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 30 days
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i miss the fire
i miss the warmth
i miss the light in your eyes
as the flames shone through
but i don't miss when it started to burn me
when it started to burn you
i don't miss how my skin blistered when you held me
or how yours started to melt off
i stood there as the fire overcame you
as it shined through your eyes
as it almost blinded me
as it completely blinded you
but i do miss the warmth
and the colors
and the captive freedom
i do miss you
but the fire overcame you
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 1 month
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nah nah dont burn it. dont tear it down. dont add shit. dont take shit. just observe, appreciate, and experience it. let yourself see and be seen. soak into it without changing it, like how you'd swim in the ocean. recognize you are one with it. and let that bring you peace.
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 1 month
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agoraphobia
i stay inside all day with the front door cracked open. sometimes i look out of it into the outdoors; sometimes i feel a cool breeze with the whispers of the wind. and sometimes i wonder about its secrets -- what is waiting beyond the crack in my door. i would like to see its mysteries and hear its hums. i would like to read its tales and feel its life. i would like to, but i can't. i just stay inside all day. and so the outdoors is kept unaware of the secrets confined within these walls; while inside, i am locked away and hidden from the world -- the world just beyond the crack in my front door.
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 1 month
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moments
i've bathed in the moment. i've soaked my skin in its moving waters. i've lived a million lives in it, trying so hard to capture infinity -- dying in the moment to live in it forever. but eventually i give up and let it pass, as i always do.
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 1 month
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just the sequel
let's make a movie series, but let's skip the first one. we'll pretend like we've known eachother for years. we can pick up where we left off or where we would have. let's skip to the good and intense parts. let's leave a piece of our story out. let's not even write it in.
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 1 month
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chocolate in my hands
ah no! it's melting into my fingers, my shirt, my very being! it's seeping into every crevice of my skin and soul. it's mixing with me and i with it; one pool of warm, sweet chocolate in my hands.
-ash
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lost-ash-es · 1 month
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words
I'll paint the page with words; I'll read it and read it. I'll get lost in the thoughts. I'll dance on the letters. I'll breathe in their hues. But after I've read and read, and wrote and wrote, I look down at the page before me and see that it's only black lines on white paper; yet I keep getting lost in its world.
-ash
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