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Emily Jo Dec 2018
Teach me how to fly
Cause when i choose
Its flight over fight

Still stuck in the boxes
Set up in black and white

Its okay,
No one can hear my plight

Im weak to the disaster
Victim to the light
Its an illusion people preach

Hear them now?
They’re speaking out
Pray for salvation
He’ll hear you out.

24/03/08
Emily Jo Dec 2018
Try and try
It will never falter
My little friend will follow
From here on after
On the happy days and sad
It will never leave
As painful as it is

Its the shackles around my legs
Its the noose around my head
Its the hand that holds me back

Tell it to go away
And it’ll go stronger
Feeding off my energy
Like pop rocks and soda
Out with a pop and a fizzle
Giving in to my little friend
Its time to sleep forever
Life was good until it ends

04/04/08
Emily Jo Dec 2018
I want to be reading
A geisha’s memoir
Sipping tea with you

Comforted
By your calm expression
like that undisturbed puddle
behind your parent's house
is that puddle still there?
or has it dried out like our love

Reading so fervently
as though it was a race
between the words on the page
and the excitement in your heart

It feels like home
cozied up next to you
in that single sized bed overflowing
with love and blankets

Its just an illusion
There is no you
It’s just me
Reading a geisha’s memoir
Alone without a drop of tea

10/04/08
Emily Jo Dec 2018
Writing under a warm drizzle
Of chlorinated showers
Trying to forget the bitter regret
Of all the hellos and goodbyes
I see that face sitting in his car
I see another lying on my futon
That one holding my hand
Him, singing that song
He, wishing it was me all along

They’re all gone.

Its a curse i tell you.

30/04/08
Emily Jo Dec 2018
I cant think of the words
Its unimaginable

It feels like I’m stuck in space
Gasping for air
That is the thought of you

Betrayed by my own flesh
The demons are out to play
Pulling at the strings
Making them frayed

Clutching at the strings
Of our memories
Of you and me


07/07/08
Emily Jo Dec 2018
If we had only two hours
I’d hug you till we saw stars
Feeling every inch of your soul
Melding into mine as our time slips by

If we only had one hour
I’d hold your face to mine
And pour out whispers of my heart
Filling your ears with nothing but my love

If we only had half an hour
I’d kiss you so fervently
I don’t want you to go

But we couldn’t spend half an hour
Nor did we get an hour
I wished we had two hours
But all we have now
Is six thousand
Four hundred
And
Thirty five kilometres
Between us.

3/08/08
Emily Jo Dec 2018
True to the stars
My heart like a crab
With a faux hardness
But with a simple twist
Everything falls apart

My heart has a hole
For fear and rejection
Makes it bigger and wider
Im stuck in that darkness
Unable to cry out
Because no one is listening

I’m so tired
Of being responsible
Of trying hard
Of being accountable
I just want to stay in bed for weeks
Eat till i feel sick
Scream and cry and hit the pain away
Till my skin is black and blue and hurting all over
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