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Emptiness
feels like death
nothingness
in your chest

drowning emotion
space explosion
gaps unfilled
yet nothing spilled

enclosed
alone
no emotion
shown


just hollow
a shell
living in hell
you follow

*nothing
no interest
no meaning
just destress

unknowing
unidentified
emptiness
nothing inside
The stately tragedy of dusk
   Drew to its perfect close,
The virginal white evening star
   Sank, and the red moon rose.
 May 2015 Emily Mary Chin
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I Wish
 May 2015 Emily Mary Chin
B
I wish someone could have warned me about this astrological being that would change my entire world. I wish someone could have warned me about those calloused hands that have held an inconceivable amount of ***** bottles which he used to repel the voices whispering inside his head. I wish someone could have warned me about those tired, blue eyes that have seen the most unthinkable things which he wishes he could erase from his memory, but the horrid thoughts of his past keep replaying over and over in his mind. I wish someone could have warned me about his bitter tongue that spoke more lies than truths.  I wish someone could have warned me about those cigarette kissed lips that would soon have me addicted to their nicotine.I wish I could quit, but I crave them more and more as the hours drag on. I wish someone could have warned me about how his ears have heard the slam of the door when his own mother left him behind with his ******* father. I wish someone could have warned me about how horrifying his thoughts were that even I couldn't drag him out of the sea of horrible memories. I wish someone could have warned me that I would have fallen so deeply in love with this person that I wouldn't know what to do with myself when I lost him.


B.S.
 May 2015 Emily Mary Chin
B
Untitled
 May 2015 Emily Mary Chin
B
Pretend you love me just for tonight
 May 2015 Emily Mary Chin
B
Don't
 May 2015 Emily Mary Chin
B
Don't cry out his
name
when you're
drowning
because he's the
one who
pushed
you down below the
surface
in the first
place.*



B.S.
 May 2015 Emily Mary Chin
theboy
I hope you still think of me
I hope you still drink for me
I hope all the lights
feel so dim
when you're missing me
I held a cigarette to my ear to listen to the paper burn
I saw your badge of hate so I spat in your face
As if it was different to the one I was wearing
 May 2015 Emily Mary Chin
anneka
we will burst forth from the veins
pouring red over gold and I will
whisper the secrets of this life into
the cracks where our broken bones lie

the sun vanishes into your eyes
and warmth pours from every pore
sparks ignite, shining; shatters -
I am only as real as this world
will let me be

it is here in our hearts
echoing off the walls
once apart, twice entwined
charmed, charmed, charmed.

(A.H,Z)
 Apr 2015 Emily Mary Chin
B
Untitled
 Apr 2015 Emily Mary Chin
B
I was in love with a boy who could calm my most fierce storms that were brewed inside my head, but he created a hurricane inside me when he left, flooding every crevice of my body with the memories of him.*


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