I've been stuck in the middle for a long time.
I've been stuck in the gutter before.
I've been turned around for the last time.
Now its time to open that door.

I have fallen away from the bottom.
I have climbed up once again.
I have risen to the occasion.
Now its time that I begin.

Sometimes you have to be starving.
To understand how hunger hurts.
I've never been so determined.
To put my thoughts into my words.

A. Emmi 02/22/18

The most precious girl.
To ever lay in my bed.
A little girl named Abigail.
My little red head.

Never knew such a love could exist.
My dedication is forever that I insist.
She looks at me through unbiased eyes.
Something most cant do or realize.

She is sweeter than a Georgia peach.
My love for her could never breach.
Through time and space till the end.
I am her Father her best friend.

Always know that you are in my heart.
Twenty Four hours a day from the start.
God sent you a gift of all gifts.
In your presence my spirit lifts.


A.Emmi 03/26/18

One by one they would go down.
Drowning pain in a bottle named Crown.
Masking life's worries, for a quick fix.
Deceiving people in a life of tricks.

Lie after lie, I would convince myself.
Everyone around me knew I needed help.
I lived so blind thinking all was fine.
Until that fateful day I crossed the line.

How is a man to know he is so sick?
When the drink itself is the fix.
Opposite ends of the world I lived on.
Up and down a constant lie, a constant con.

A sober life is what I have achieved.
But make no mistake I can be deceived.
By thoughts I am cured, will be my curse.
I must understand Ill end in a hearse.


A.Emmi 03/25/18

Tick tock time is persistent
The moving hands feel resistant
Years fly by, yet hours crawl.
Sweating, pacing, wall to wall.

Flickering candles ease, and calm.
Scents of lavender, lilac, and balm.
Staring at the back of two eyelids
Images of you, my sanity outbids.

Endless cups of coffee, and cigarettes.
Endless wondering, quiet threats.
Standing higher, looking down.
Am I so small, I make no sound?

How many times can you wash a soul?
Before it shrivels up, and turns to coal.
Is Rock really bottom, I think not.
What is the definition of life's plot?


A.Emmi 03/24/18

Words, verbs, adjectives, nouns.
Describing forces I write down.
Flowing from my toes to head.
I stir awake in my bed.

Lakes of coins, dreams of doubt.
Why cant I figure this life out.
Questions run through my mind.
So many sights I see blind.

Passion I have yet care I lack.
Why dose life seems so black?
I know what's right, I know what's wrong.
Yet I find it hard to be strong.

Day after day, night after night.
Is this life all just a plight?
An endless path that leads nowhere.
A drop of water in a bucket of despair?


A.Emmi 03/24/18

A new light has shined upon me.
An unexpected ray of faith.
A glowing shimmering brightness.
A warm nourishing pool to bathe.

Down and out I was, forever it seemed.
Until this orb absorbed me.
I pouted, cried, and screamed.
A new sense of direction, I am again free.

I didn't think it would happen.
Not this quick at all.
But one thing life has taught me.
We have to sit before we crawl.

Take things as they come.
You never know when they end.
Enjoy the present moment.
With each and every friend.


A.Emmi 03/23/18

She comes to me out of the clear blue sky.
When I was just about to give in and die.
A friend for years, now an unexpected trust.
Helping me clean off all the rust.

Her happy smile, infectious laugh.
Encourages me to not look back.
Her unknown beauty she is unaware.
Just how much I appreciate and care.

A friend Indeed, came along just in time.
To save my soul, help me unwind.
Without the hope I would be in the past.
I surely hope our friendship will last.

So now I sit, and await our talks.
Oh how she helps me forget my sulks.
My mind goes numb, forgets the pain.
Makes me realize I have everything to gain.


A.Emmi 03/22/18