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 Apr 2021 emmie
Deanna
your name
 Apr 2021 emmie
Deanna
when ever i hear your name
my heart instantly
sinks
to the bottom of a
sea.
 Apr 2021 emmie
She Writes
Nothing is louder
Than silent tears
And 2 a.m. overthinking
 Apr 2021 emmie
Midnight
Nothing
 Apr 2021 emmie
Midnight
Your naked body
Pressed on mine
We kissed

I thought that
I should feel
Something

Thrill, euphoria
Lust, love
Or bliss

But no
I felt
Nothing
And I'm very sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me.  You are everything I have ever wanted, but for some reason touching you leaves me blank.  I feel nothing.  And I am sorry.
 Apr 2021 emmie
Edith
strangers
 Apr 2021 emmie
Edith
I want to send you every poem I ever wrote about you
I want to reconnect and regrow our roots together
I have so many things I want to say to you
But none of them seem worth your time

None of them seem worth the inevitable frustration when you stop responding
And suddenly here I am, wanting to text you
Wanting to tell you everything
Without knowing at all what to say
should be doing finals but here I am
 Apr 2021 emmie
stephanie
I’m hurting
I know your just doing it because you think it’s “for my own good”
But it isn’t and I hate it when you restrict me from everything that makes me happy
maybe you should try being less of a overprotective parent instead of trying to make me perfect
 Apr 2021 emmie
SophiaAtlas
HAPPY 44TH LATE BIRTHDAY GEE!

:)
 Apr 2021 emmie
helloitsyellow
i still
do not know
the poem i've been trying to write
and maybe
that's because
i haven't been
writing one at all
or maybe it's because
the poem i've been trying to write
is not ready for paper
and maybe
i'm the paper
that's not ready for it
 Apr 2021 emmie
Raven Feels
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, what is worse than shame? HUMILIATION:\


rumors fly up in the high

in the above in my ears in my skies

get my squirms of death into the rays of the red dies

and the humiliate in the tides

shed the tears in silence I fear they collide

with looks of disgust and shame they rise upon my eyes

just like an equivalence of the delves of the deep

from them of a cut to dig drips and swallow grief

arise arose arosen awake awoke awoken

trap me unnoticed and leave me broken in the heart swollen

fed on lies unspoken surrounding in the field

am I a prisoner in hell or even better in Tolkien???

I craved and carved the woods into a shade of a pink that I need

till you put the greed and stole in brief with no feels

want me dead then demand I alive to up come

burning and whipping regrets of the twos with the fives

if I not to remember wrong

counting stars and fleeing out just all in an empty round about


                                                                                     ------ravenfeels
 Apr 2021 emmie
Luna
This is for you:

-the girl who is so ashamed because of her acne,
-the girl who cries in front of her mirror because she doesn’t
look like Picasso’s muse,
-the girl who forgot how to smile because of her problems,
-the girl who cries her eyes out every night because of him,
-the girl who is so terrified to attach because of her past relationship,
-the girl who is different from the others,
-the girl who wants to save every soul she meets, except hers,
-the girl whose heart, blood and soul runs wild,

-you are so much more than the sprinkles from your skin.
-you're not Picasso’s muse, but you definitely are God’s muse.
-don’t waste your life being so stressed, just enjoy the journey.
-you need to be strong.Cry your heart out, but stop,your tears are too worthy , make them rare, for the real ones.
-try to love yourself first, then someone else.
-your future is not defined by your past.
-you need to save yourself first.
-run with them, darling, and never look back.

This is for you, girls.
You, no matter what, are good enough.
You are lovable.
You are strong.
You are independent.
You are different.
You are rare.
You are you, and that is your power, learn how to use it.
love yourself, girl
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