you were barrooms and bedroom eyes
filled with sweet nothing promises,
and i swallowed down your love
but couldn’t handle the burn
it left me with a black heart
and a mouth full of ashes
and now i regret the way
i let you breathe me in
because your words
left bullet wounds and bruises
all over my skin
while those whiskey lips of yours
felt just like a razor’s kiss
and i let you bleed me dry
– ashley jane
You can feel the black heart in this Ash. Loved it. I put a link to in on Go Dog Go Cafe today–promoting one of my fav writers!
Thank you so much babe! 💜😘