Possibly Triggering - "emo" poems

[howlie,]

Yes this little collection hails from a few summers back when i wanted to be an Emo.
So i made a word document titled it Emo poems and this is the end result.




Rue the day

Empty cans about my feet,

Fag butts in the tray.

And by my side are music sheets,

And now I rue the day.

The day I listened to the voice,

That told me what to do.

And now I know I have a choice,

With drugs I’m finally thru.

I should have listened to my mates,

And kept up with the band.

I have a sheet of practise dates,

But don’t know where I stand.

Empty cans about my feet,

Fag butts in the tray.

I wish I hadn’t taken them,

I’ll always rue the day.



Part of me

Prozac, drugs and drink,

It’s what makes thugs methinks.

No matter what you choose to do,

Remember life is best times two.

And friendly face to smile for,

A friend to open up the door.

A shoulder on which you can cry.

A sofa on which you can lie.

A willing ear you can talk to.

Someone to lend you bright red shoes.

If only you were outside my mind,

If only it were true,

Because you’re such a part of me

I know there’s always you.



High

On a high.

I could fly.

On a low.

Melting snow.

Flying now.

Crying now.

Dying now.

High.

Low.

Fly.

Snow.

Gone.



When…

When I am happy I smile,

When I am sad then I cry.

And every so often,

Just once in a while.

That’s when I wish I could die.




Wonder if I’ll jump.

Just three and a half inches from the edge,

Wonder if ill jump.

Do you remember our meeting, through the garden hedge?

Wonder if I’ll jump.

Do you remember the first time you held my hand?

Wonder if I’ll jump.

Do you remember that visit to Skegness Sands?

Wander if I’ll jump.

Do you remember the first time we shared a kiss?

Wonder if I’ll jump.

Could you ever have imagined it could come to this?

Wonder if I’ll jump.

Now I can feel your hand in mine,

You voice is calling too.

I take two steps back from the edge.

But still I want to jump.



New Shoes

New shoes

In the blues

New hair

Who cares?

New skirt

Stay alert

New blouse

Old thoughts roused

New life

Same strife

New looks

And fresh new cuts.




You walked out of my life

I walked into your life,

By accident one day.

Through a common friend we met,

Knew not what to say.

But even as you walked into my life,

Others were walking out.

You said that I would be your wife,

What would that be like?

I never found out.

Cause you walked,

Walked back out again.

And left me.

To deal with it.



Antidepressants don’t work

Antidepressants?

What a great idea,

A miracle pill

You can pop it and feel

Happy again.

But they don’t work.

Sorry to spoil your day.





Welcome to the end [of the world as we know it]

Welcome to the end of the rest of your life

Welcome to the end of your troubles and strife.

Welcome to the world of the miracle drug

Welcome to the world where we all need a hug.

Welcome to the life where we whine and we moan

Welcome to the life where we live to get stoned.



[A] Live

It’s interesting how we can learn to survive,

When to be perfectly honest

We’re barely alive.



Funny Thing



This is the funny thing

About the world today,

We all live in a daze of cravings.

Depravity and shame.

Restrict ourselves from everything

Whether it’s legal or not

This is a world of revenge my friend

But it’s true

Some like it hot.







Some are better than others but id appreciate your opinions.