Submissions by emij1s
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2018 2:49am
9th Apr 2018 2:49am
and i'll bleed roses for you
you and me baby we’re something special
but special has always scared me
you know i’m hurt from hands that weren’t as gentle as yours will be
but they all started gentle and i’m waiting for the day you lose that careful touch
you have a power to hurt me, a power i didn’t mean to give you
but you have it anyway and i’ve never been more terrified
you could break me with your words, easily and effortlessly
but i’m still here waiting for it to come, i’ll let it come
i tried so hard to keep distance
but now i’m buying flowers...
but special has always scared me
you know i’m hurt from hands that weren’t as gentle as yours will be
but they all started gentle and i’m waiting for the day you lose that careful touch
you have a power to hurt me, a power i didn’t mean to give you
but you have it anyway and i’ve never been more terrified
you could break me with your words, easily and effortlessly
but i’m still here waiting for it to come, i’ll let it come
i tried so hard to keep distance
but now i’m buying flowers...
#anxiety
#love
#confusion
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2015 9:35am
13th Feb 2015 9:35am
That is What You Do
When it’s three am and you feel like every breath you take is going to be your last because the room is running out of oxygen, you don’t want some strong handsome boy to come and save you and wipe your tears away while whispering that you’re beautiful.
You don’t want to cry and scream until you get the attention of your parents and they come rushing to see what’s wrong with their baby, until your father’s strong arms wrap around you like castle walls and your mother’s lips press to your hair in a promise.
You don’t want your big brother to wake up and stumble his way up the...
You don’t want to cry and scream until you get the attention of your parents and they come rushing to see what’s wrong with their baby, until your father’s strong arms wrap around you like castle walls and your mother’s lips press to your hair in a promise.
You don’t want your big brother to wake up and stumble his way up the...
977 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jan 2014 5:37am
16th Jan 2014 5:37am
Three am
My brain works best at three am
When everything’s silent
You’re not around
And I’ve got nothing at all to be anxious about
Other than the fact that you’ll be near me soon
Making me hate myself again.
When everything’s silent
You’re not around
And I’ve got nothing at all to be anxious about
Other than the fact that you’ll be near me soon
Making me hate myself again.
765 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2013 7:05am
30th Dec 2013 7:05am
Her
stolen kisses on a couch
never more than a brush
teeth nip
breath catches
and you are never more beautiful
than when you fall asleep with my lips on your neck
never more than a brush
teeth nip
breath catches
and you are never more beautiful
than when you fall asleep with my lips on your neck
721 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
24th Dec 2013 6:59am
24th Dec 2013 6:59am
Girl
Girl.
A word used to define.
To undermine.
To lessen.
To weaken.
A word synonymous with small.
Weak.
Childish.
Young.
Uninformed.
A word used to dismiss.
"She’s just a girl."
"She doesn’t get it."
"She’s too young."
"She’ll grow out of it."
Girl is a word used to bring us down.
To silence us.
To startle us.
To agitate us.
To make us feel unimportant.
It is used as a tool by those threatened by us.
Those who know we are more.
Those who would have you believe that I am...
A word used to define.
To undermine.
To lessen.
To weaken.
A word synonymous with small.
Weak.
Childish.
Young.
Uninformed.
A word used to dismiss.
"She’s just a girl."
"She doesn’t get it."
"She’s too young."
"She’ll grow out of it."
Girl is a word used to bring us down.
To silence us.
To startle us.
To agitate us.
To make us feel unimportant.
It is used as a tool by those threatened by us.
Those who know we are more.
Those who would have you believe that I am...
920 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
29th Nov 2013 8:22am
29th Nov 2013 8:22am
Stress
Stress is the anxiety thrumming through you.
It's the shaking fingers and sweaty palms.
The self-worth slowly dwindling away to tears.
It's the shaking fingers and sweaty palms.
The self-worth slowly dwindling away to tears.
883 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
29th Nov 2013 5:53am
29th Nov 2013 5:53am
Going to Battle
My makeup is my warpaint.
My precise eyeliner is a razor sharp sword to slice through you.
My reddened lips are colored with your blood.
I do not wear this to please you.
I wear this to end you.
My precise eyeliner is a razor sharp sword to slice through you.
My reddened lips are colored with your blood.
I do not wear this to please you.
I wear this to end you.
1001 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jul 2013 4:15am
13th Jul 2013 4:15am
Play Pretend
How do people not see
All the fake smiles?
How do they not hear
The fake laughter?
Why don't they realize how many of us
Play pretend every day of our lives?
It can't be possible that people can't see
The girl who always wears long sleeves
To hide the old scars and fresh cuts
Or the boy who shows up with a black eye
And mumbles something about baseball
When he hates sports
Or the little girl with hand shaped bruises
And a dark and sad wisdom
In eyes that are too young to have to know that pain
Every one...
All the fake smiles?
How do they not hear
The fake laughter?
Why don't they realize how many of us
Play pretend every day of our lives?
It can't be possible that people can't see
The girl who always wears long sleeves
To hide the old scars and fresh cuts
Or the boy who shows up with a black eye
And mumbles something about baseball
When he hates sports
Or the little girl with hand shaped bruises
And a dark and sad wisdom
In eyes that are too young to have to know that pain
Every one...
710 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jul 2013 4:14am
13th Jul 2013 4:14am
Secret
I've got a secret for you
Yeah, you, the person reading this right now
It gets better
I know you think I'm lying
But I promise, I'm not.
What you're going through
What you're feeling
What people are saying about you
What people are doing to you
It. Gets. Better.
But it's not going to get better on it's own
Stand up for yourself
Ask for help
Fight back
Do whatever you have to do
If you have to tell someone you love them, tell them
If you have to tell...
Yeah, you, the person reading this right now
It gets better
I know you think I'm lying
But I promise, I'm not.
What you're going through
What you're feeling
What people are saying about you
What people are doing to you
It. Gets. Better.
But it's not going to get better on it's own
Stand up for yourself
Ask for help
Fight back
Do whatever you have to do
If you have to tell someone you love them, tell them
If you have to tell...
830 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jul 2013 4:40am
7th Jul 2013 4:40am
Call Me, Tell Me
Call me confused
Call me misused
Call me bemused
Call me abused
Tell me I'm crazy
Tell me I'm stupid
Tell me I'm worthless
Tell me I'm losing
But if you do, then you have to listen
Listen to my words
My actions
My mannerisms
Listen to my confusion
My misuse
My bemusement
My abuse
Pay attention
To my craziness
My slight stupidity
But make sure you listen
For my worthlessness
And my losses
And tell...
Call me misused
Call me bemused
Call me abused
Tell me I'm crazy
Tell me I'm stupid
Tell me I'm worthless
Tell me I'm losing
But if you do, then you have to listen
Listen to my words
My actions
My mannerisms
Listen to my confusion
My misuse
My bemusement
My abuse
Pay attention
To my craziness
My slight stupidity
But make sure you listen
For my worthlessness
And my losses
And tell...
716 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2013 2:40am
7th Jul 2013 2:40am
Sick
I'm done
I'm done with you
I'm done with your insults
With your fights
With your rudeness.
I'm done with your judgements
With your meanness
With your sexism and racism
I'm done with you society
And you can kiss my
Fat
Accepting
Loving
Religiously-tolerant
Ass.
I'm done with you
I'm done with your insults
With your fights
With your rudeness.
I'm done with your judgements
With your meanness
With your sexism and racism
I'm done with you society
And you can kiss my
Fat
Accepting
Loving
Religiously-tolerant
Ass.
997 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jul 2013 9:13am
4th Jul 2013 9:13am
Untitled
Fall in love with a writer
Fall in love with someone who stays up ungodly late next to you at night
Keys click-clacking away on a laptop
Or pencil or pen scratching away on paper
Or ink sliding across his or her skin
Fall in love with someone who stains your skin with ink
Hand from the wrist up to the tip of her little finger smeared with color
Ink colored fingertips rubbing against yours as you hold hands
Leaving you a little reminder of your lover until it washes away
Fall in love with a person who will remember the little things
Your...
Fall in love with someone who stays up ungodly late next to you at night
Keys click-clacking away on a laptop
Or pencil or pen scratching away on paper
Or ink sliding across his or her skin
Fall in love with someone who stains your skin with ink
Hand from the wrist up to the tip of her little finger smeared with color
Ink colored fingertips rubbing against yours as you hold hands
Leaving you a little reminder of your lover until it washes away
Fall in love with a person who will remember the little things
Your...
867 reads
2 Comments
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