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 Aug 2017 Emma Faith
pia
edges
 Aug 2017 Emma Faith
pia
I am standing
on the edge
the void is within
my reach
my mind says
jump
but my body
just freezes

I wonder
what it's like
to live life
til the last minute
the last centimeter
will I
regret it?

When I'm standing
on the edge
the world is silent
it's empty
as if it's watching,
waiting for me
to jump
to stay
but it's too late
because
I
am
already
falling
to the ground
and the sound
of me hitting
the floor
will remind you
why you shouldn't
stand on edges
anymore
 Aug 2017 Emma Faith
pia
a reason
 Aug 2017 Emma Faith
pia
break
away
float
away
fly
into my
thoughts
swim in
my memories
and I'll
tell you
why you
can never
love
me
 Aug 2017 Emma Faith
pia
a.s.
 Jul 2017 Emma Faith
caroline
love
 Jul 2017 Emma Faith
caroline
i know
you don't crave me every second
its inevitable for the fire to fade in and out
but then there are days
you pull me into a bathroom
to kiss me up my neck
saying
"god, i want to do things to you"
and i know
i want you forever
 Jul 2017 Emma Faith
paperdoll
the sky
cried heavily
in her pain,
that night
even the moon
hid behind
dark skies
and grieved
with the rain,
the whole universe
attended the funeral
of her heart,
as she buried
in silence
all that
what had become
from her apart.

- n. ib
 Jul 2017 Emma Faith
haley
gossamer
 Jul 2017 Emma Faith
haley
my heart flutters at
the way she speaks my name.
"lover", she hums,
and i watch speechless as woebegone
drips from her lips. she
tastes like moonlight
when she kisses me. fragile.
unknown. known.
when our bodies meet
i can't imagine living life any
differently than this;
magnetism draws me closer and
i am intoxicated and sobered and
and i let my fingers
trace symphonies over her skin
love songs and love letters
and the lust of
knowing that this is belonging.
we fold into each other
and it is inevitable. i want to
learn her, learn
every part of her, as if
it's what my soul was sent to do;
her heartbeat weaves a
gossamer of beauty and
she leaves it in the crease of my
neck. "lover".
lightworker. twinflame.
architect of this home, these
two arms that sing safety
into rose quartz bones.
this is harmony.
i release a held breath and
whisper back, "always".
this is my promise.
wrote this sweet one about someone i loved.
 Jul 2017 Emma Faith
Anastasia
So I watched the girl I loved cry over a girl who wasn't me
Wondering how someone so beautiful
Could be so
Broken.
But I still held her her in my arms
As she wept
Running my fingers through her hair
And down her back
Trying to piece back together what I could of her
While slowing breaking off
pieces of me
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