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emma Mar 2014
in the day i don't remember
in the night i pretend i don't
emma Mar 2014
have you had love for me, boy?
have you only love for the blue sky?
have you kissed the lips
of one you like
so hard you couldn't stay alive?
MØ // dust is gone
emma Mar 2014
i'm on my own and i'm crazy for you
get the creeps by the way
your body moves
MØ // don't wanna dance
emma Mar 2014
i smell his perfume, still
i feel him like i felt him
and you don't matter at all
can finally say i have moved on and that i really don't care about you anymore and it feels so good
emma Feb 2014
well i don't like YOU
but i kind of like US
yeah, i like us
and i like that sneaky picture my friends took
when you kissed me
and it hurts my stomach when i think of how
i'm not the only girl you kissed that night
which i guess makes me guilty of double standards
'cause even though you were the first of the night
you weren't the last
or the middle one
or the one after that
but yeah, let's say the first one is all that counts
and then we can both be happy
we
us
us
us
us
this is probably the ugliest thing i have ever written, yet it feels so right
emma Feb 2014
it's hard to sleep.
especially when
the moon shines too bright
through your window
your ribs still hurt from that fall
you took last wednesday
the guy you like still doesn't care
and that friend of his who wanted you so badly
got what he wanted
your knees are blue from falling to hug the toilet
ruining your tooth enamel once again
because you ate too much
your sister texted you, she's not happy
and she's too far away for you to visit
you haven't done your homework
you're so small and the house is so big
so quiet, so full of secrets
you can't face everyone at school
and the thought of going scares you
you don't know how to quit your job
man, your boss is gonna **** you
you're ugly and have gained weight
and some guy started a rumor that
you're a sleep-around
though you've never really been with anyone
but oh, people believe him

it's hard to sleep
so i don't
instead i'm sat in my windowsill looking at the traffic lights as they change colours. it has been green for so long though, i don't know if it'll even change.
emma Feb 2014
my lungs ache when i breathe
my heart hurts when i speak
so wake up
this is not what we wished for
don't let it end like this
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