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5.7k · Oct 2017
Stone heart
Emma Oct 2017
All the "I love you"s
In the world
could not make my stone heart
beat again
and my love is like medusa
he looked at my heart and it
turned to stone
and crumbled under his gaze
falling into pieces on the floor
so tiny you can't put them back together
but only sweep them under the rug
and forget that my heart ever beat in the first place
Idk, the meaning is whatever you make of it
1.6k · Jan 2017
Blank page
Emma Jan 2017
It all starts out as a blank page,
An empty, white canvas
that you give life,
when you write those typed words,
and turn the once blank, new page
into your piece of art
Short poem about writing poems. xD lol
1.3k · Apr 2017
Smile in your sadness
Emma Apr 2017
I smiled;
Tears streaming down my cheeks,
As I tried to mask any hint of sadness within me,
Watching my old classmates play within the walls of the school that i used to walk
through and hide in the bathroom crying;
They look up at me from the balcony and briefly wave but I just close the curtains and try to forget.
laughing at petty things; finding comfort in small favors such
as a kind smile from the cashier as i handed her what was left
of my rusted change, A kind nod from the stranger beside me in the line, Someone on the internet who said I was worth something. The approvement means nothing; how could I possibly know you're sincere.
I could never believe anyone's words.
I only believe my own.
Emma Nov 2016
When I'm with you, my heart beats fast
I'm sorry our conversations don't usually last
I feel like this is going too fast, I never had
a relationship like this in the past, I've only been bashed
I've only crashed, With a razor i slashed, now I'm trashed
I'm waste, toothpaste, When I'm faced, My lips are laced,
That's the case, that's all that i need to say, Now go away
I'm about to have a panic attack every day, I'm just like this
you can't change me, Every time someone gets close to me, i just flee
Like a flea, You can't see me, I'm so small I can't be free, I wish i was
a tree, so no one could be with me, I'd be still until I'd decease, I'm a broken piece of glass, bet you never heard that, In grade 6 all i ever did was wear black, Yeah, i wear that, but it's not fair that, i was made fun of, made me feel suicidal, throwing my emotions in a tidal, tidal wave, I can't be brave, They say, I feel locked away, rocked away, fading, in decay, I can never stay, My heart melts to clay, when i see you everyday. Now I'm broken, trust issues, now I've spoken, can't you see the rhymes I've broke in, I want a cloak n some magic potion to send me away from this place, I'm such a disgrace, I hide my face, I pick up the pace, I tried to avoid them but it didn't work, they just made me hurt, I had a spurt, of confidence there, well that confidence's gone. I'm shattered in pieces. And yeah, you better believe it.
Bullying is wrong. I got bullied today, that's why i made this. also because of my social anxiety, i can't keep a conversation with my boyfriend. i felt really sad.
1.2k · Oct 2016
Broken doll
Emma Oct 2016
I stare at myself,
pieces of my cheek chipping off
i am slowly deteriorating
as broken dolls do
i sit in the corner, pondering when hope will come
pondering when i will be fixed
left in the dark, i see no light
my heart is empty, no longer bright
my light is a dim spark in the darkness of the room
i am a broken doll, slowly deteriorating, hoping one day
you'll reclaim me, and love me again
Heart-Broken thingy..
967 · Jan 2017
What she sees
Emma Jan 2017
When she looks in the mirror,
you won't believe what she sees,
Although she is thin, she sees all the fat
and she cannot accept,
that she is so overweight
yet she is in a delusion,
Slowly killing herself, just to lose it all
Until she's just a skeleton,
and that is when she'll be happy.
It's about an eating disorder.
937 · Oct 2016
Love Quote
Emma Oct 2016
The "One" for you is:
The person that makes you Laugh
The person that makes you Happy
The person that makes you Confident
The person that makes you a Pretty Mess
The person that makes you *
Think about them non-stop

The person that makes you **Want to be with them
The person for me <3
907 · Oct 2016
Another windy, rainy day
Emma Oct 2016
The trees flow in the wind,
perfectly synchronized, dancing in waves
leaves shake as rain scatters onto the road
it is yet another windy, rainy day
i think to myself, standing
i can almost reach out to the rain on the window pane
thinking of my regrets, i reminisce
memories and thoughts flooding through my head
i feel it is my fault for everything
staring at the window pane, looking at my hand's reflection
it leaves a print on the glass, a short, sweet memory of the present
it is yet another windy, rainy day
and i wish you were here with me
I wrote this because of my dad, he died when i was 4.
868 · Nov 2016
The Land Of Loneliness
Emma Nov 2016
I'm stuck, in an everlasting desert of shame
I cannot find my way out of my profound land of loneliness
As i sit on the cold sandy ground, i ponder,
'Why must it be this way, why can i not escape'
The answer comes to me.
I slowly sink into the sand of hurt, forever drowning in the presence
of hope that is never going to arrive, even as i grow
i cannot seem to let go of the memory that the sparkle in my
eye is never coming back.
I'm now more stuck than i ever was before, finding things to do
to pass time in the land of my caged prison, wondering when
someone will finally set me free.
825 · Oct 2017
Stolen Heart
Emma Oct 2017
She cannot find words
to describe this hollowness inside her
as if her heart was carved out
and put on display
but everyone didn't bother take a second look
as they walked past her carved out heart
and they still had their own in their chest,
Pumping rythmically whilst she had not felt a beat for awhile now
but she did not ask for it to be removed,
it was simply stolen from her
By a boy with dark hair and a pale face
She'll never forget those crystal blue eyes;
as she could stare at them for days
Yet she's hollow now and his eyes were like the arctic,
Cold and indifferent
And it seemed as if he had never cared in the first place,
He just wanted her heart.
About a boy who stole a girl's heart
815 · Jan 2017
Emptiness
Emma Jan 2017
There was always an emptiness in me,
I could never describe why,
it felt as if there was a gaping hole
in my chest
where my heart was supposed to be
i never felt a pulse
yet i just felt blatantly
empty inside.
There was nothing that could
fill this anomalistic hole
not even love could close
the wound
and the feeling
of emptiness
where my heart was supposed to be.
Something i just came up with, represents loneliness or people who cant feel love or something
799 · Oct 2016
Depression
Emma Oct 2016
Love, what a beautiful essence,
But now I'm anti-depressants
"Hey, are you okay?" they say.
They don't know what i have to go through every day.
Sometimes It's hard to stay, i want to fade away, run away, i feel like melting clay.
I wish there was a happy pill, to make all of your problems pour into a landfill, instead i have to take pills and get a daily fill. I'd ****, just to be happy, I always feel ******, my lungs just feel sappy, like they're gonna collapse. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, is this god's pay-back, watching him lay back while i get all this pain, My heart's in vain, all the colour's gone, im going insane, I stare at a window pane as i watch the rain, Life used to be sweet, like a candy-cane. But now I'm in the depressed lane, I'm mentally insane.
751 · Oct 2016
Why are we here
Emma Oct 2016
Sometimes, thinking about life
going deep into thought, thinking about every aspect of it
every detail, every particular thing, but still i
cannot figure why we are here,
what we are supposed to do,
I'm dumbfounded by the complexity of the reason
i am in awe, speechless, as i search endlessly for an answer
All i do is pass time, doing things people do
but why on this earth, we belong
what sort of reason has brought us here, we will never know
time is a concept, as we can never truly tell
when this fantasy will end, we do not know
any day now, tomorrow may not come, is my fear of living
706 · Oct 2017
Porcelain Dream
Emma Oct 2017
Porcelain face,
Scarlet dripping from your veins
too beautiful and vain
for this world it was pain
Porcelain eyes,
Make no disguise, Those glossy tears
they lie on your
porcelain cheeks
rosy red sheek
As you lay,
Like a porcelain dream
Emma Dec 2016
Cutting is like being behind bars,
You're struggling, trying to reach up to the star filled sky, you want to fly, to break free
but sad is all you'll ever be, "It'll get better, you'll see" they say
but you feel worse and worse every day.
the tension is building up, you're not good enough
That's what the voices say inside your head, all you look forward to is going to bed, "All has been said," you think. "All has been done." And the pain has just begun. Your vision's spun, this isn't fun anymore, as you drop to the floor. One last breathe you made, then it all starts to fade. The razor drops onto the floor. Your heart isn't pumping anymore. there's blood on the door. And your life is no more. "I'm sorry, mom and dad, I couldn't get through it. I'm sorry I blew it. I just knew it, I'd **** it all, I was always afraid to fall. But I was able to find peace in it all. So please don't cry, as you see me lying there, scattered in ridget places is my hair, distressing lair in my eyes, You never have seen through my disguise."
Sometimes i feel like this.
695 · Nov 2016
Suicide.
Emma Nov 2016
Sad
Underestimated
Irrational
Crying
Ignoring
Death
Excuses
678 · Oct 2016
Double thoughts.
Emma Oct 2016
It's the first day of school, Everything's going to be good.
It's the first day of school, I just want to stay home.

I wonder if my friends are still going to be by my side when I'm older.
I wonder if my friends are just going to abandon me when I'm older.

Sometimes, i look back at the past and think of how strong i was.
Sometimes, i look back at the past and think of how weak i was.

when I'm down, i think of all the good things I've done
when I'm down, i think of all the good things i haven't done.
Just writing this poem/vent because this is usually how people who procrastinate or people with anxiety think. it's nothing much.
644 · Nov 2016
My Anxiety
Emma Nov 2016
Heart racing,
Constant fidgeting
Chest hurting
Gaping hole in my stomach
Feelings of unwarranted guilt
Hating myself for everything
I'm not good enough
I'm not pretty enough
I'm not smart enough
These thoughts ring in my head
Anxiety, I try my hardest to get rid of you
But you're incurable, You're stuck with me
Please just shut off the constant hate in my brain,
get rid of the emptiness and the pain,
Anxiety, You poke at me constantly
But i cannot stop you, you are a part of me
A part of me i regret.
Anxiety.
My anxiety ruins everything, my fun, my happiness, my social gatherings. I'm diagnosed with Severe anxiety disorder. I have panic attacks every day at school, that's why i needed to get this out. And no, I'm not taking pills, because they only work temporaily... theres no end to it. You can never get rid of an illness in your head. but i try my best to be positive.
644 · Jan 2018
Melancholic
Emma Jan 2018
half-hearted hellos and incomplete goodbyes
completely myself but judged by silent sighs
at 3 am with no one to hear my cries,
depressed at the fact that my life's a lie
i'm like a bird that forgot how to fly
used to soar high in the skies,
but now on the ground
flightless i lie
I've been depressed lately because of personal reasons, so I haven't had any motivation to write.
595 · Sep 2017
Lavender
Emma Sep 2017
Lavender coloured tears
run down your pale face
as you look me in the eyes
and tell me i'm a disgrace
there's no emotion in your grey eyes,
not a trace
I walk away and say it's a closed case
when you tell me to come back
I pick up the pace
Idk
536 · Sep 2017
Antique
Emma Sep 2017
You seem saddened, They say
they don't have a clue
I tell them my feelings and they don't know what to do
If my emotion had a colour it'd be greyish blue
I only feel happy when I'm with you
and through all of the lies this is true
But I'm antique, and you wanted someone new
526 · Oct 2016
Drawing
Emma Oct 2016
A paintbrush makes lines
thin and long, connecting
it's almost like a song
a melody of art, as the paintbrush whisks away
people crowd around her, asking what it is
she ignores them, just carrying on with her art, making beautiful colors from her fingertips
nobody else can feel the way she does, when painting,
you feel in another world, a land of imagination
when it is finished, they are in shock, awe
as all the lines exploded into one amazing piece, she is now a work of art
491 · Oct 2016
The Sun
Emma Oct 2016
The sunrise peeks over the mountains,
rising up, it is filled with colours
Red, orange, purple, blue, yellow
Mixed into the sky
A beautiful precious memory, I'll never forget
it rises with dignity, it has no regrets
Confidently flooding the sky with its' light
I wish i could be like the sun, not afraid
to rise everyday
giving people love, laughter, and light
477 · Sep 2017
The girl who cries
Emma Sep 2017
She would cry every day
ask why it had to be this way
why was she the one that had to pay
and how her emotions swayed
her life was quite delayed

she spent all her time inside
But not because she wanted to hide
It was just to confide
in false emotions and lies
At school no one would hear her sighs
or her bathroom cries
And no matter how hard she tries
she'll always just be the girl that cries
At every situation
And people are so toxic it's like radiation
But it's not funny when she ends up on the news station
This is about a suicidal girl who was pushed to commit suicide because she got made fun of for being so sensitive.
471 · Jan 2017
Broken house
Emma Jan 2017
I step quietly, into this dark house
examining the shattered windows,
the broken lights, the cluttered furniture
that nobody had bothered to clean
The scent of abandonment and loneliness
that had filled each of the rooms,
i walked through,
as i had realized this home
had once been happy,
it had once been able to be bright,
clean, and people felt comfort
being in its' presence,
yet it is now broken,
this lonely house.
It's now shattered, exterminated
as nobody sees its' worth anymore
for what it has been before
This broken house,
All it needed was love.
Represents my heart </3
442 · Sep 2017
Purpose
Emma Sep 2017
If you don't think you have a purpose,
then make one for yourself,
don't give up on your dreams or put them on the shelf
This is super short but it's motivational and I decided to post it!
441 · Jun 2017
Imperfections
Emma Jun 2017
I watch from the outside;
disconnected,
A spiraling circle of insanity;
Clouding my mind, putting my hands down my pocket,
desperately fishing for whatever's left;
Yet the pocket is empty.
I sigh.
A gaping hole in my chest;
much like a bullet wound that i'd just acquired,
when someone said they didn't know me anymore.
Yet they're right;
I'd become a riddle; impossible to solve,
the puzzle piece that never seemed to fit;
The imperfections in the world.
I'd become everything I didn't want to be;
my superficial expectations overclouding my weary eyes;
I didn't notice I was slipping further and further down the rabbit-hole
Every step my legs becoming harder like dried concrete;
Stuck.
This is a deep poem I created! I thought it was great so I decided to share it with you all.
428 · Jan 2017
The feeling
Emma Jan 2017
I like the feeling,
of the blood, slowly oozing out of your body
like all your thoughts you've kept in,
pouring out into a stream of scarlet,
all your struggles, dripping away,
all your worries, gushing out
all the lonely and hard times,
are gone, and all you're replaced with
is the silent pain of blood,
and a razor on the floor.
Cutting.
422 · Oct 2016
To be a Poet
Emma Oct 2016
To be a poet, you have to experience:
Love
Pain
Sadness
Happiness
Joy
Anxiousness
Almost every emotion, to be able to feel
them in your poems,
you need to reach into your soul, and create things from your heart
to be a poet
418 · Nov 2018
half & half
Emma Nov 2018
half fake love
but it's half real
my mind is dizzy, don't know what to feel
sad waves come back to the shore
and when i leave you i come back wanting more
try not to think of you all of the time
but more often than not you slip into my mind
yeah.
417 · Feb 2017
Suicide Poem
Emma Feb 2017
And so she gave up,
She had given in to her thoughts,
The screaming demons in her head,
Begging her, pleading, "Just one more"
Until she got deep, her cries got louder,
her sleeves got longer,
She started to slowly fade away.
Nobody noticed, of course
they thought she was just feeling down,
except one day she went to the store,
for rope, breaking inside
nobody could see her shattered heart,
the way she smiled weakly at people,
And the thoughts screamed at her to use it,
"Coward, do it already"
So she did
And now shes still, lifeless
swaying side to side,
a kicked stool under her,
wrists ******,
All because of her thoughts,
they destroyed her
Just a little poem.. sorry for inactivity, depression :-( <3
410 · Sep 2017
Pest
Emma Sep 2017
My eyes feel heavy
as i lay my head down on my desk
and start to rest
lately i haven't been feeling well and haven't been the best
i think that i should message you but you think i'm just a pest
Another short one.
408 · Apr 2017
Empty
Emma Apr 2017
I opened the door to the freezer and just stood there
staring in at all of the food until it began to thaw
and with the cold air billowing out into a warm room
I thought about calling out into an empty house
to ask if you wanted to do something easy for dinner
407 · Sep 2017
Phone
Emma Sep 2017
"How are you" is the only thing that you ask
every day on the phone
and i tell you "I'm fine"
but I'm alone
I yearn for warmth
in the cold of night
and hugging my pillow tight
Drinking tea at 3 am because
The panic attacks were too much
for me to lay my exhausted body on
my pillow full of tears
405 · Sep 2017
Popular
Emma Sep 2017
There was a girl that was so pretty
everyone cared about her
And she would feel pity for anyone
who would doubt her
She had a herd of sheep that never went
without her

She was nice on the outside but not within
She was a wolf in a sheep's skin
And she was as cold as tin
She didn't care if she sinned
so she swept the world under her feet
drama was just a treat
And a drama queen can never be beat
This is about a popular girl who fakes her personality, and is really a drama queen.
383 · Sep 2017
Approval
Emma Sep 2017
I count the minutes that pass by on the clock,
smiling at how stupid I was,
for letting you in, when you were false
after all, I'm young
and can't make decisions;
I can't even decide what to wear on the first day back,
to a hell hole that makes me depressed
And it's not like anyone will care
but i still want your approval anyway
Kinda like flatsound
368 · Sep 2017
Peace
Emma Sep 2017
Superficial beauty is everywhere
And so is summer love affairs
Nobody even stops to care
or even realize that they teared
someone else's heart apart
Humans don't even know where to start
We should be kind to one another, treat each other all
as if we're sister and brother
And nobody has to be in starvation or sadness
if we just remove all the badness
that's in our hearts and in our mind
Then i think that we'd be fine
This is a positive poem, saying we should all be kind to eachother :)
354 · Sep 2017
Whole
Emma Sep 2017
You said you were done
with me and my friends
and left me in the dead of the night
And i wish i had a time machine,
so i could go back to the first time you said
"I love you"
even though those words were hollow
it still made me feel whole
:(
319 · Oct 2016
3 AM
Emma Oct 2016
It's 3 AM, again.
I'm staring at my phone.
I'm hoping that you'll text me, sitting all alone.
My hands are shaking badly
Waiting for your reply
we haven't talked in a while, not for a few days
Then you decided you didn't want to stay
Well, It doesn't matter now
you're gone anyway
I'm always hurt in some cruel kind of way.
but I'm still hoping
and I'll still wait
until you come back, some day.

It's 3 AM, Again.
I'm staring at my phone.
I'm crying, I'm hurting and I'm wishing you were home.
317 · Jan 2017
Silence
Emma Jan 2017
She sits in a dark room,
Silence flooded around her,
Like an endless ocean of quiet,
yet all you can hear is white noise,
The painful static in your ears, vibrating
As she stares at the wall,
Looking for an answer, pondering
and wondering when she will remember
what she did wrong.
277 · Aug 2016
Don't leave
Emma Aug 2016
It's 3 AM, I need to go to bed
But you're still stuck inside my head
Your face is an ocean, And I'm swimming in it
And you leaving me just doesnt fit it
You can't stop playing with me, like I'm a toy
Who ever knew Id fall for a boy
Whose heart is gold, It gets harder and harder
To breathe under my desires
But i wanna know you better, You've got my heart
You just don't know where to start
For a boy
228 · Sep 2017
Away
Emma Sep 2017
I was walking through the forest,
and you found me,
I hung out with you, and you see what I see
I point out the clouds as we sit under trees
And you laugh as I pretend to play piano keys
This is how life is supposed to be
We hung out every day, From July to May
And this friendship was like cookies on a tray
But then one day, you just went away
You didn't even say goodbye
And I remember starting to cry
at 3 am on a lonely night,
when I see no end in sight
But I have the might
to remember the good times
even though life is sour like limes

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