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Emily Joyce Jun 2014
There is oxygen
but I refuse to breathe
there is light
but I dont want to see
there is life
but it doesn’t want me
Emily Joyce Jun 2014
I miss you, I love you and I am so sorry.
Emily Joyce Jun 2014
Ever since I was nine I have been unsure of where to call home.
You see my parents had divorced and moved to live apart.
Ever since I was nine I feel guilt calling the others house home when in the presence of the other parent.
I have heard the phrase “Home is where the heart is”
and if this is true that I and my shattered, blackening heart
are both royally and monumentally ******.
Emily Joyce Jun 2014
I’m winding a trail through the woods while you sleep.
Listening to your family weep.
Cause all this stress had made me weary.
Though life is quiet dreary, I’ll never make it
Without my Hansel and Gretel crumbs.
Inspired by a book I read recently. (Being friends with boys by Terra Elan McVoy)
Emily Joyce May 2014
I knew this day was coming
since the day you told me
that the only way I could help you
is through the single bullet
of a gun
Emily Joyce May 2014
Daddy don't leave me
I just got you back
I know you've been in pain for years
but to tell you a secret so have I
I know what DNR is
you have no need to explain
I knew this day was coming
just not this day and age
i'm sorry for your pain
I know you just want out
but daddy please don't leave me yet
I only just got you back
I will miss you daddy. But your life is your choice and if you chose not to be in pain anymore I understand.
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