November 13, 2015 Fate called and I answered to tragedy building grief overwhelming guilt still feeling boundaries instilling leading and wielding my strength shielding others briefly, until they shielded me Emily © Photo Credit: Game of Thrones
Category: Writing
Forgotten Woman
Head down, weighted suitcase, she walks across the street slowly, while I’m in my car driving to get groceries, and maybe I can’t afford everything, but she has been forgotten by society, I feel my heart cinching, the tears begin stinging, as defeat seems to take us both. Emily ©
Simmer
I’m not over what only gradually erases from my view, only to lie underneath, where it simmers and stews. Emily © prompt: over
Away
I miss the ones that got away, the ones I pushed too far, but those are few and far between compared to those who left me scarred. Emily ©
Someday
Thinking back on all the times she shed her soul to those in sight, believing it was worth the fight, while still hiding parts away; She couldn’t be as strong as them, in moments where there were true tests, so she just moved onto the next, in hopes she’d learn someday. Emily ©
Thumbs
Notes passed in class, rainbow handwriting, now dull, distracted thumbs. Emily ©
Ripple
We don’t need time machines, our souls tell ancient, buried things, they ripple to the surface when lessons there remain. Emily© inpoems 534
Burden
Can’t explain some things about my thinking, still feel deep seated, passionate feelings, seek explanations, may not exist, this is my life, my albatross. Emily ©
Name
Signed the paper today to restore my name, had yours on borrowed time, took it on when the time came, believing in what it meant, seemed a silly fantasy, at least that’s what I’ll say, after the chips fell wherever they willed, It’s been too long since having mine. Emily©
