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 May 2015 Emily Fitch
Paul Marfil
Oh how I wish
I could drown myself
In an ocean of stars
Some day, I hope we are laying on the grass gazing up at stars and you tell me everything that has ever hurt you and why you hurt yourself. You just let it all out. You will know it's that day when you call me up & ask me to listen cause I promise to hear you out with nothing but my silence around. A day when you don't hold back your tears. When you don't mind a never-ending hug, or me holding you. A day when you keep everything inside till you see me and then let it all out at once because you know I can pick up the pieces, arrange them and let them be whole again. I hope I provide you with comfort like no one else can and that all your scars fade away. When  you can lay your head on my chest and smile or cry for whatever reasons that maybe.. All of this while still gazing at the stars.
**- Aks, Naked Emotions.
Because one of my best friends was going through a tough time.
I can't
breathe and my palms are sweaty and my
legs have gone numb but I can see my knees
trembling and I can feel my cheeks getting
hot as the blood in my veins pours into my
sterile heart and back out into my stream of
unconsciousness and I'm screaming but the
noise just won't come out and I'm screaming and
I'm screaming and I'm screaming but I'm silent.
I think about the number of faces I see each day
and the number of faces I forget.
and the number of strangers who see my face each day
and the number of strangers who forget me.

I think about how easy it is to literally just pass by
and how many people live their lives simply
passing by one another, passing one after another
and how many people forget and how many remember.

I think about how many faces there are in this world
and how many faces I can sincerely say I know
I came across a letter I never sent,
hidden somewhere I had forgotten.

I'm sorry I never gave it to you
I think it would have helped.

It read out all the memories
I'd forgotten we'd ever made.

But I'm glad I never sent it and
I'm glad you never read it.
When I look to the sky,
   I no longer see the stars.
     I see only the Darkness,
   The same black that pierces my heart.

When I look to the sky,
   I no longer have hope.
     I see only the Darkness,
   The same black that stole my faith.

When I look the the sky,
   I no longer see my road.
     I see only the Darkness,
   The same black that hides my path.

Without the stars,
   There is no guidance,
     No Wonder.
     No Gods.
   Only the Darkness.

How do I find my stars again?
How do I find any light at all?
 May 2015 Emily Fitch
Kandace
Stars
 May 2015 Emily Fitch
Kandace
When I was 12 years old,
I stood by my bedroom window
and looked at the stars whenever
I was sad.

The way they illuminated
reminded me that even through
the dark times, I'd find a light.


Several years later,
I still looked up at the stars.

Things were different
because I used them to make wishes
on how much I wanted
to make you laugh and smile.

In just a short amount of time,
you became my light.


Now?
I still look up at those stars,
but all I'm reminded of
is that not all wishes come true.

I can't depend on things
that are light years away
like the way I depended on you.

Much like the twinkle of the stars
will dull and fade away,
the twinkle in your eyes when you
see me eventually did the same.


I don't want to look up at the stars anymore.
**(k.p.)
Where I wrote this: Lying on my bed, tapping away on the Notes app on my phone, and struggling to find the right words to use.
 May 2015 Emily Fitch
ema m
stars
 May 2015 Emily Fitch
ema m
she didn’t cry
when she got the news
she didn’t cry
when the heart monitor flat lined
she didn’t cry
even when he was six feet beneath the ground
she didn’t cry
it was when
she lay on the soft lush grass
of the backyard they used to play in
that she cried
and let the stars witness her pain

e.m
"Look, a star", I said
He replied, "I know, it's beautiful"

I was looking at the sky and he was looking at me
 May 2015 Emily Fitch
lulu
stars
 May 2015 Emily Fitch
lulu
i look up at the sky
in search for stars
but instead,
i see darkness.

darkness has concealed
all the bright spots.
they use to give me hope,
but now they're gone.

if only
i could take away the darkness
and bottle it up.
so that i can see stars
up and shining again.
a poem for my friends who used to light up my sky.
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