Emo Poems | Examples of Emo Poetry

From the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. I am flesh, made of bones and skin that can easily tare. That unhinged love is the most unconditional, I grow and deforme when all I do is obey. From the womb of my mother- I was born a blessing. While others see...

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Why is my face split in two? A twin I call her Confident and beautiful Funny and entertaining Her smiles light up every room. A life of the party Excellent in every word. A frown I like to wear I leave the smiles to her It suits just one of us. I think I'm not that pretty The face we share...

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I wasn’t born — I was expelled, From choking smoke and screams I yelled. No breath of grace, no holy light, Just claws and fire in endless night. No lullaby, no sweet refrain, Just rusted chains and seeping pain. A crib of ash, a whip for love— I crawled while angels laughed above. They fed me rot, they bled me dry, They laughed each...

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They birthed me in a house of screams, Where shadows stitched my fevered dreams— No lullaby, no gentle womb, Just rusted chains and cradle's tomb. A mother’s voice? A serpent's hiss. A father's touch? A clenched, cold fist. Each lull was laced with sharpened lies, Each smile a mask, each hug a vice. I suckled rage from...

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I say it this way because I'm just trying to be happy I don't wear a sad face because my life is crappy Haven't you heard it said to turn your pain into power Think about every rough seed turned into a flower When you look at me you think I have the best life You would never see...

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The ink of storms wreaks havoc on the unturned page. Pulped filaments flop face-lessly before eyes once warm, yet frigid cold. Daring not to expect much to read or write, I stare blankly from the aughts of night. Stars are but memories from books, Overshadowed by polluted distances, smudged by the burn of business bustling below in the barrel....

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Never again to know fresh air, Combing worms from my matted hair. No one remains who’d ever care — Tied to my grave, this lonesome baire. I must escape the sun’s harsh glare, Tread carefully down crumbling stair, Descend into my crypt just there, Where I sit alone in dark despair. Upon my ancient worm-eaten chair, Inside my vaulted charnel house lair, Such a sad...

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There is this weight pulling at me It's trying it's best to hold me down It's making me feel as though I'm alone Even when there are people around I wish that it would go away Somehow disappear and let me be But that seems to be a wasted wish It refuses let loose of its grip on me I'm having...

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Maybe I'm not sorry That I left you all behind Maybe this is what I need And iv made up my mind Suicide is selfish Thats what you all will say But your the ones who make me Live like this each day Every second hurts More painful than the last And i will forever hate myself As I relive my past So I hate you all...

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my potential, an entity I've put on a pedestal I spend my days climbing her ridiculously high ladder with gift-wrapped handmade blades; only leaving when her skin is ripped & her dreams for me fade, little by little The cruelty of my actions is but merely protection from rejection I need her to let me go,but she...

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when light fractures into noise… I embrace the outburst with emptiness chewing up my nerves. The void softens the impact— can’t break what never arrived....

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How can you truly be happy, when you`ve never felt it before, like your whole life you`ve only felt nothing else but a heart that´s sore? How do you know happiness isn´t made for you? Can I even believe that it`s something that exists, that is true? I`ve never shared a real smile before, always for...

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Raw, unfiltered anger, it’s all that I know. Constantly Aggravated by worthless pieces of scum that I struggle Getting off of my shoes. A nasty glare, a hostile retort, Everything and anything can, and will, fan the flame. After the infliction, what happens then? A swelling, a vicious, Nasty swelling in the throat. A horrible torrent of flames threatens to Destroy...

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It seems my life is spiraling Spinning so far out of control I feel as though I'm falling Deeper and deeper into a hole All around me is this darkness The drowns out all the hope So why am I looking for a way That I may be able to cope I'm lost and alone...

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This isn't what it seems to be. You've lost your self behind thought of me. Relentless, they won't you sleep. Infectious, it's hidden there in your dreams. A shadow strung across the ground, Its longing for another mouth to feed. I told you we should never be. Now look into my eyes while they bleed. Do you want to break my...

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