Grief Emo Poems

We spoke loud ripping through layers of insecurities and shadows. Unrecognizable at the reflection of what once was memories to be kept ,we weep. The...

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I've been wounded, 
I'll never heal from all the things that you did,
my heart has bruises,
I feel so stupid, 
I've been wounded

I am broken, 
I...

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Sharing the cheesecake

Dating with my sweetheart frequently
sharing cheesecake while kissing intensely
Committing love and making witness
The madness moments of cheesecake sweetness
Pledging that whenever we grow a...

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The wind howls
Through its audience of trees.
Their tired leaves rustle wildly,
Distracting from the departing sun.

Rain has started to fall,
Lightly at first..
And then in torrents...
But steadily.

By...

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Fill your heart with not pain and sorrow
But remember me in every tomorrow
Although the living cause pain and grief
My going has given me a heart...

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The constant voice
that tells me 
I’m not good enough and
life isn’t worth living 
finally made me realize—
it’s my own voice I’m hearing. 


*I wrote this...

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Legendary lies
grief notions belittle us
can we theme ourselves?...

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To deny and hide the dark aspects of ourselves, 
As if hiding, half of a written story.
There is no contrast inbetween the spaces of our...

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Blurred in the sight
the fragments of light 
suspended in memory, 
blurring space and time!

Of a faded photograph 
dreams pressed into the pages 
of a book...

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There at the back 
of my mind like an elusive form…
Out of focus a blur in my inner reality 
never dreamt in nightmares 
waiting to...

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Divinities of stone 
Humanity of bone
Legions march in time 
to glossy cracked clocks. 
Black Boots step to the metronome. 
Before them dark skies become…
Into it...

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Ghosts in Gray Rains.
All along the rain swept street
Crowed With Ghosts of Lost Sovereign thoughts.
Shadows are carved hard, 
sharp by
Neon Bars. 
My mind wanders in...

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Act Eight, Chapter One. Part One
                Part of a Grander...

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Sharp the need
burning the bitter weed
burnt offerings in
fragments of imagery
feeling the spice sweet 
dreams come
nice as the world swims 
out of view 
the light feeds...

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The miracle is restoring
joy.

Sometimes this means bringing back the dead,
Opening the eyes of the blind,
Restoring limbs,
and so on,
but these are just means to a Greater...

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