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Jan 2019 · 379
She Forgot
Emily Mary Chin Jan 2019
She was confusion in abundance
and it almost always weighed her down,
when you’re heavy and you’re slow,
you forget to look around.

You think that you’re the only one human
and everyone else is made of stone,
you think your heart’s the only one beating,
that you’re the only one flesh and bone.

In her constant pursuit of meaning
she forgot some simple things,
she forgot to look for depth in men,
so convinced they were all just flings.

When you ask her what she lives for
she’ll tell you, “Nothing much,”
it’s really sad to see that

she’s become her own biggest crutch.
Jan 2019 · 177
Wings
Emily Mary Chin Jan 2019
There are no angels
where you are, my dear,
only you and your hollow chest.

When will you finally
grow tired of the birds that
come and go as they please?

They don’t love you like you love them.

Things that grow wings
are destined to outgrow you,
things that fly are destined to leave.

You can’t rely on clipped wings forever.

I can still see the claw marks
from when they swooped in
just to crawl their way
back out of you.

Have you forgotten what that felt like?

You’re hoping for a change
but change doesn’t come to you, my dear,

it comes from within.
Jan 2019 · 160
Words
Emily Mary Chin Jan 2019
I’ve never met a man I couldn’t
write a hundred words out for,
I’m almost running out of
them – not men – the words,
I need them more.

The words to me are bread and bone,
they feed me more than you,
they tell me that I’m made
of glass – I break – but you
do too.

But none of that is the point to this,
the point is I’m running dry,
the words I need are no longer
there – they’re there – but I think
they’ve died.

I think the words subsist on fear,
they speak to me in hiding,
but for now, I’ve run out of places
to hide – to run – so I guess I’ll
stop writing.
May 2016 · 416
brand new
Emily Mary Chin May 2016
how do i explain this?
how do i explain that
yes, you've left me broken
& bruised in many places
but now the space between
my skin & bones
is yours

how do i explain to people
that you only ripped me apart
so you could show me
what i look like, show me
what i am
that my beaten up body
is now more whole
than it's ever been
May 2016 · 425
to make homes out of people
Emily Mary Chin May 2016
i want to lie in you
while the memories are still warm
while i can still
fall asleep
i built my home in you
for the nights i can't
fall asleep
alone
May 2015 · 410
otherwise we don't exist
Emily Mary Chin May 2015
i may throw a bracelet on the floor
let my lipstick stain your shirt
leave scratches down your back &
a trail of bite marks across your chest

but do not misunderstand me
i know better than to claim you as
mine

all i want is to
write a story

let me write
all over you
Emily Mary Chin May 2015
even if weeks go by
              years go by
              decades

even if life surpasses
         death surpasses
         life

even if i can no longer bear to look at you

you have me
          always
May 2015 · 411
catalyst for your soul
Emily Mary Chin May 2015
keep a place for me
where your heart used to be
where your sickness &
insecurities reside

i will beat for the both of us

in your head lies
a decade full of dreams
a haven for your lost self
keep a place for me

i will lie there with you
Apr 2015 · 501
some people are drugs
Emily Mary Chin Apr 2015
they are odd sparkles
they burn like forest fires
next  to the candled flames
of everyone else

but that sparkle is
shards of glass caught in their eyes
knives stuck in their throats &
bullets lodged in their skin

they drop grenades
as they walk out &
away

your world will burn &
go up in smoke but
you won't know who to blame
Apr 2015 · 878
self sabotage
Emily Mary Chin Apr 2015
i am a cracked mirror
with a loud mind & weak resolve

the stars that used to fall from my mouth
have exploded into a black hole
that absorbs the vibrations,
                       the voices,
                       the shells of others

i will reflect you while my cracks grow deep
Apr 2015 · 336
diamond days & distance
Emily Mary Chin Apr 2015
keep fanning the flames but
even forest fires burn out

we were not built to last
we were built from glass

say it out loud &
say it in your heart but
don't take it to heart
Apr 2015 · 410
you're hard (to resist)
Emily Mary Chin Apr 2015
it's hard not crave
it's hard to resist
when you're hard
it's hard to resist

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