Maura Ansley : Writing

The saddest people

The saddest people

A Poem by Maura Ansley


I amsadlonelydepressedconfusedmiserablebruisedbrokenready to give upabout to cryfineThey never read between the lines.
Hatred

Hatred

A Poem by Maura Ansley


I hate youthat stupid smiling mouththat never admits defeatThose scars on your wriststhat will never go away.You've gained weight, I see.Almost five p..
Tick, tock

Tick, tock

A Poem by Maura Ansley


Tick, tockThey are comingJust as fast as they canBloodlust does not registerin their pure black eyesTick tock8:00Tick tockRUN! SAVE YOURSELF!Never loo..
Why I Write

Why I Write

A Story by Maura Ansley


I love to write because to me it seems like writing is easier than speaking. Easier than life. I find that when I write, I become the character whom I..
When everything is gone

When everything is gone

A Poem by Maura Ansley


How do you speak when your very breath only aggravates the ache in your chest?How do you speak when the lump in your throat is suffocating you?How do ..
I am not yours.

I am not yours.

A Poem by Maura Ansley


I am not your slaveI am not yours to push around. You can’t touch me anymoreI am a creature of hatea creature of painunworthyaccording..
Words

Words

A Poem by Maura Ansley


She hears them in the dark In the whispers And soft sighing sounds of the night She hears the cruel words That have left their marks on her Br..
Spotlight

Spotlight

A Poem by Maura Ansley


Just me rambling on about how much I love acting, trying to make you understand . . .
Broken

Broken

A Poem by Maura Ansley


Why is it that no matter what I do it is never good enough? I have tried, and tried, screamed until my throat ached, begged until my knees were numb, ..
Tetraphobia

Tetraphobia

A Story by Maura Ansley


"it's just the beasts under your bed, in your closet, in your head!" Metallica

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