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just emma Aug 2019
Show me things you want me to see,
In a way I can understand.
Show me things you want me to see,
Show me what is your plan.
Short poem
  Aug 2019 just emma
Lily X
How could i tell you?
That the pink that stained your cheek was no longer my favourite colour,
that your laugh sounded out of tune,
that your skin lacked the heat i craved,

that my love dwindled and then fell away all at once.

i'm sorry and i'm not.

i love you, but i don't.
just emma Aug 2019
I like to think of depression as a She.
She’s strong like a woman and once she has a hold of you, she stands her ground.
She’s not always there,
But when she arrives
She makes sure that you feel she’s there.
She makes you feel heavy,
It was like she never left.
She reminds me of a shadow,
Always following you,
Even in the dark - especially in the dark.
She makes you feel things,
She makes you think things,
Things that you never ever dreamed of.
But then sometimes she’s beautiful,
Gracing you with your tears.
Tears that realease all the dark you were holding onto in her shadow.
But sometimes the tears don’t stop,
Won’t stop,
And through blurred vision,
You take her hand
And follow her into the shadows.
just emma Aug 2019
You weren’t around much when we were growing up,
There were so many things you missed,
Like when I had my first kiss.
I get that you thought you were doing your best,
But you never noticed that I was a mess.
You were trying to give us a great life by always working,
But that meant I couldn’t tell you when that boy came lurking.
All I needed was my dad.
You were never there, and that made me sad...
You didn’t know how to be a dad,
Not even a tad.
You left when we were young,
And that’s how my story without a dad begun.
But then one day that changed,
You saw how lost I was in life’s maze.
You helped me,
You loved me.
You told me you were sorry,
And that this chapter in my journey was nothing but a short worry.
So I forgive you for not being around when I was a little birdy,
You’ve come into my life in the middle of my journey.
I know you are trying,
Thank you for holding me when you see that I’m crying.
So welcome to being a dad,
Life without you was really bad.
just emma Aug 2019
My Sweet Sav
Trying to write a poem about you is the most difficult thing in the world.
I could write down every word,
Or every song that comes from the birds,
And still that wouldn’t be enough.
You are everything and more,
You are powerful like the waves crashing on the sea shore.
You’re unlike anybody I’ve ever met,
You’re an old soul with a cigarette.
Always wandering,
I suspect that’s why you keep coming back in your lives, meandering.
Always wandering,
Seeing the same things,
But in each life it’s different because of your new grown wings.
You understand and enjoy these things more,
Because of all the paths that you have wandered through before.
You are daring,
You are a darling.
And even when you’re falling,
Boy you don’t go down without fighting.
You are growing,
And I’m so happy that I get to see you dancing -
My Sweet Sav
just emma Jun 2019
Trace my veins like a river,
But I can’t drown
Because they aren’t deep enough.

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