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Emery Feine Sep 2024
I distinctly remember the sweet smile of the day
And the fireflies that lit up the night sky
The blooming flowers on a beautiful day in May
I remember watching the birds fly ever so high
But I also remember watching the flowers die
Their vibrant colors turning then to grey

I remember the thousands of stories in my mind on display
Castles built from my imagination
I remember the friends that with I could forever stay
Just me and my fictional childhood nation
But now my brain has started a process of self-eradication
My vibrant stories turning then to grey

I've seen friends that I know I knew back in the day
But I just can't put my finger on who they are
And there's nothing I can do or say
As I watch the death of my own star
Now I don't want to finish this poem, must stay far
Because I know it'll turn to a dull grey.
this is my 47th poem, written on 11/13/23.
Emery Feine Sep 2024
I shouldn't have to hide that you hit me
I shouldn't have to hide my tears
I shouldn't have to fake a smile at you saying my legs were big
Because you couldn't have known that it was one of my fears

I shouldn't have to listen to you yell at the TV screen
I shouldn't have to ramble to feel seen
I shouldn't have to make up a reason for you to go
And that's just something I think you should know
this is my 46th poem, written on 11/12/23. yes all of this did happen !! I had a red mark on my face for like a week or so oml
Emery Feine Sep 2024
I cried myself to sleep
Saying nobody would ever love me
If only we could be
I wouldn't have to weep

Then my wish came true
But I should've been careful what I asked for
My love life now isn't a bore
But now, I don't know what to do

I've started talking to a new boy
And I told him I didn't love him
And that only made him act grim
Treating me like a toy

And he asked why I wouldn't date him, because he was so great
And I felt guilty because I had asked for love
I had been embracing my freedom, like a pure dove
But that didn't mean I wouldn't date

I just don't want my happiness to be a lack
But the most you are to me is a brother
And my heart belongs to another
Someone that will never love me back.
this is my 45th poem, written on 11/11/23. sighhh I was so dumb
Emery Feine Sep 2024
A tourist came to visit a church
One that had burnt down and rebuilt anew
Then he heard someone in the street say,
"Besides the design, there's something you should know too!"
"Many visitors have seen images in this church,"
"Scenes from the old place!"
The tourist felt a simmer of excitement
And entered the church at a steady pace
And when he entered, the hallucinations hit
Celebrations and songs from the past
People building the church was first
And the rebuilding after the fire was last
He noticed the masterpieces on the wall
And the wooden pews where people could sit
He saw white marble so enchanting, so dimly lit
And he then saw a sign saying "Do not enter"
And he knew walking in could be a sin
But his curiosity got the best of him
And so he marched right in.
And as he entered the dark room
A new hallucination entered his mind like a liar
He turned to leave, but the door was locked
And he was trapped in with the fire.
this was my 44th poem, written on 11/9/23. I hope this makes sense idrk
Emery Feine Sep 2024
I was in a car in a parking lot with my family
Looking into the window of a car
I saw a girl I knew from afar
Being treated just like a star

But we both had wit, and we both were smart
And I watched her through my calamity
Watched her get paused at the accomplishments we both had happily
Daydreaming if my family could reenact this fantasy

And I can tell her family has the biggest heart
If only mine's opinion on my achievements would just restart
Even if we were the same, she'd be the work of art
But if she's both Yin and Yang, when can I play my part?
this was my 43rd poem, written on 11/6/23
Emery Feine Sep 2024
After a pause of dreaming about you
I thought I had been cured
Until my dream the following night
Oh, the things I saw and heard

Your presence was near to me
You had come to visit here
And I could tell you how sorry I was
And how I hold you so dear

But the moment I went to see you
You were leaving that very date
And I reached out my hand, trying to grab you
But I was a moment too late.
this was my 42nd dream, written on 11/4/23. yes these were based off of actual dreams
Emery Feine Sep 2024
The day you decided to leave
You stopped talking to me
And I had dreams the next two nights
Talking normally, as if we were meant to be

And even though in my dreams
I might've been only talking as your friend
I was perfectly content
Anything so this wouldn't end

So we had our conversations as usual
And it was back to just you and me
And I smiled all the way till I woke
Then back again I drowned in reality.
this was my 41st poem, written on 11/4/23.
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