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Emily Jan 2016
A swift blade descending
An onyx pit of despair
The strong hold on your heart
A stark contrast to living
Funny, what I think of when I'm at the orthodontist. I get so anxious during those and dentist visits... even when they're not for me. Heh...
Emily Jun 2016
The burn upon your back
Oh, I remember it well
The shriek passed through your lips
The awful, gastly smell

Why I ever put it there
That I do not know
Far too gone my mind was
I should not have let go

His words were dipped in honey
His smile captivatingly sharp
He kept the knowledge which I craved
He snuck into my heart

He drove my thoughts of you away
Seduced me with his charm
I danced his tune
Performed his art
Made his puppet
Played the part

How I wish for nights turned back
How I want for only their change
For if dreams could turn reality
This path would not lead to shame

Alas, the Guilty cannot rise to fame
The Bitter cannot hide from pain
We all work to beat this game
None are blameless in this quest for change

Yet minds still sharp and full of wit
Will rise against the hellish pit
Can bring an end to it all
Stop gods and masters standing tall
Fight against the rising tide
Prove that we are still alive

Have His plans brought to the grave
Take home back and save the day
For whether you're safe or whether your not
You won't allow our friends to rot

Don't show me why I love you still
Don't make this burning pain too real

Never to think of what you lost
While we weep for what it cost
Should have been me to take the blame
But then, you and I are just the same
Ah yes, I still write poetry. I almost forgot, haha. I was blindsided by Ford (Gravity Falls) feels while in the middle of watching Dead Poets Society, so yeah.
Emily Jan 2016
Your hatred runs deep
Pure and untainted
Hands over me
Eyes closed senses heightened

A lock and a key
No doors to open
Breath in my ear
A question unspoken

A chance encounter
A twist of fate
A hand upon my neck

Trust and lies
Bruises and scars
Questions never ending

Hope and trust
Rage a must
A cycle
Our doom impending
Emily Jan 2016
If I let you in
What would you think?
Would you see a person?
Would you see a thing?

If I showed to you
What was deep within
Would you shrink in fear?
Would you scorn the sin?

If I showed you my scars
Would you trace them like stars?
Would you laugh in derision-
Mock all my flaws?

If I opened my heart
Would you always be gentle?
Would you cradle it softly
And whisper “It’s beautiful”?

If I showed I was lonely
Would you show you were too?
Would you look past it all?
Would you tell me, “I love you”?
Thinking on characters of mine...
Emily Jan 2017
You aren’t finished just yet,
My friend, you still have miles to go
Though the road is long and daunting
And you feel you’re all alone.
I know that it is frightening,
And I know it hurts you deep,
But don’t lose your faith just yet;
You’ll face no defeat
And you have miles to go.

No, this path, it won’t be easy
But you’re strong, yeah this is true
Don’t think about the task now,
Now you’ve got to trust in you.
And your fears do not define you,
Follow the morning star
You will understand the reasons,
You will find out who you are.

You’re doing fine, don’t worry,
My friend, you still have miles to go,
Although relief is out of reach
And your spirits worn so low.
Yes, I know you didn’t want this
And that it’s all a big mistake,
And I see the pain tear you up inside
While you smile like a fake…
But you have miles to go.

No the path still won’t be easy,
But you are not alone,
And with certainty you’ll make it
You’ll find a brand new home,
Where the ones you love will follow
And the pain within your heart
Will ebb and flow, and as you grow,
It will finally depart.

The road yet stretches onward,
My friend, you still have miles to go,
With the future in your sights
And a spark within your soul.
Hard work and determination,
With these you’ll reach your goal
And the life will start inside your heart,
You’ll finally be whole.

Oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh
You have miles to go.
Filk song I wrote for hope week on Tumblr...
Emily Jan 2016
Pooling emotion on our face
Told by most it's a disgrace
Hot and wet and full of pain
Never should be known again

Invisible paths cut across dry cheeks
Cannot let them think us weak

Let dark clouds loom overhead-
Let them cry the tears we refuse to shed
It has been raining a lot lately, and I've been thinking about angsty character stuff. I guess it also has to do with the fact that so many people refuse to cry because society has made it out to be a sign of weakness and... yeah...
Emily Feb 2016
Run little fools,
It's only just begun,
How many more must be lost
Before the battle is won?

Quaking their armor,
Shaking in their boots,
Trembling like daisies
just hanging by the root

Swords at hand,
Rage all-consuming,
Hold friends close,
When the enemy is coming

Danger great and chances slim,
"You have to fight if you want to win"

Giants roam far and wide
Crushing our spirits and stealing our lives

With linked hearts,
Our courage sparked,
Orders now at hand,
Mustn't fear,
All's not lost here,
Battle to the last man

Retrieve your pride,
Search low and high,
Take back our land
Before we die
So I've been doing some deep thinking for SNK... Hehe
Emily Jan 2016
Continents and countries
Miles between
Somehow we always meet here on this street
Cosmic
Eternal
Or perhaps just...
Small

The foot of the mountain or the very peak
Miles, count the distance you will see
Yet here we are, you and I, at the corner of Myrtle and Fir
Astounding
Ethereal
Or maybe…
Small

Perhaps fate is on our side
Perhaps the stars are perfectly aligned
Perhaps it was always meant to be
Perhaps it’s a small world for you and me
Perhaps a bit disjointed? I don't know and I think I like it. It is rather interesting, how conversations, no matter how odd or unpleasant, can give you inspiration for poetry.
Oh, and the reason I chose Myrtle and Fir is because myrtle stands for "Love"  and fir for "Time" which I liked very much.

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