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Emily Heida Poem
When you're finally wasted you'll
Lay a while with me.
That's all it takes.
A couple bottles in
You say it's not about me.
That's the only thing that's not.
Blame.
The only thing I own.
Copyright © Emily Heida | Year Posted 2019
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Emily Heida Poem
Just for tonight
Let me be on my own.
No looks of
"Are you alright?"
I need my time.
Space is a dear friend.
I rely on their presence.
It's like a thick warm blanket.
You don't need to understand.
Just allow me to be gone.
Time and Space may not always be there.
Let me have them when I can.
Just for tonight
Let me be on my own.
Copyright © Emily Heida | Year Posted 2019
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Emily Heida Poem
A phrase said many times before
Feels intimidating with you.
It could be because it is true
Or because I value you
Too much to take a risk.
I helplessly want to utter
Three short words.
My lips
My tongue
Refuse.
Let it out.
Let her hear.
I can not.
I push and as
The words nearly form
I halt.
This is a never-ending battle.
I think of what would happen.
She could ask me
To repeat.
Say she understands.
"I know."
Finally,
No more avoidance.
"I am sorry."
"Me too."
Copyright © Emily Heida | Year Posted 2019
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Emily Heida Poem
I never thought this
Would be.
Never thought I would find
This feeling
While sitting in a room full of people
I don't know, and who don't know me.
Sitting at a laptop.
Water bottle nearby.
I type colors.
Pictures of my mind on a screen.
The wonder of writing.
It's strange.
I want to do it.
Others want me to too.
This is a grand, new journey.
Copyright © Emily Heida | Year Posted 2019
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Emily Heida Poem
Something creeps inside of me
It swims and crawls and grabs
To try to keep up with this thing fatigues me to no end
If I just knew what this thing is I might just feel alright
Copyright © Emily Heida | Year Posted 2019
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Emily Heida Poem
Thoughts run around within my head.
I can
Never seem to tell
What exactly is happening.
The thoughts conflict.
Contradict.
A contsant buzz....
Buzz..
I have wonderful things happening in my head.
Concepts without words.
It gets hard to handle.
Emotions are hard to keep in line.
Often they become overwhelming.
Feeling so many different things.
How do people stay sane?
How do people project "being okay"?
This head of mine needs help
To stop spinning.
Copyright © Emily Heida | Year Posted 2019
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