We started off on the same path.

In perfect harmony... we were.

We walked the same speed, never leaving each other's side.

But you got off beat.

Soon our feet didn't match up and you got ahead of me.

I couldn't see you any longer, we were too far apart.

My heart rejoiced when I saw you again.

I thought I could catch up, and we could finally meet again.

But what I didn't realize is that now you're on a different path.

Not the one we started on together.

I see you standing next to me.

Yet you're farther from me now than you have ever been before.

What do we do?

Tell me, PLEASE! I have no clue.

-emiko_d

Take me to a place

Where my mind is no longer cloudy

Where my fears are long gone

A place where I can be happy

Shelter me with love and understanding

Give me guidance and a shoulder to lean on

See the beauty inside me

Notice the glow around me

Fall in love with my innocence

Relish my intelligence

Listen carefully to my words

As they roll off my tongue

Cherish them, for they are me

Write them down in a book

Read them over and over again

Falling in love with who I am even more each time

With my passing

Let me live on through my words

On rainy days

Open my book and bring me to life

And I will bring sunshine to your day

Take me to a place

Where all these things come true

This is my UTOPIA

My perfect world

Take me......

It's deep inside YOU.

-emiko_d




I forgot to mention, this is a kind of way to pay homage to my cousin Ryan. I was thinking of him as I wrote this.  He lives through his words, they define him and I find comfort in his poetry. I hope that one day my words, my poetry, will do the same for those whom I love.

May is Brain Cancer Awareness Month. 

I wear Gray for my niece.

According to the American Brain Tumor Association, about 52,200 men, women, and children are expected to be newly diagnosed with a primary brain tumor this year. From that 52,200, it's estimated that approximately 4,000 children will receive a diagnosis of a primary brain tumor, either benign or malignant. Now these numbers are for PRIMARY brain tumors, this doesn't even account for metastatic brain tumors.


Primary brain tumors are the 2ND MOST COMMON cause of pediatric cancer and are the leading solid tumor cancer deaths in children. THIS IS ONLY IN AMERICA, I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE THE STATISTICS WORLD-WIDE.


Now having said that, I have not seen a single advertisement for Brain Cancer Research and/or Awareness.   NO special walks or runs, NO "if you buy this, then we will donate x-amount of dollars to a Brain Cancer Research Foundation". But yet, I'm looking online for shoes, and Sketchers has BREAST cancer awareness shoe. If you purchase it, they will donate $10.00 to the Breast Cancer Research Foundation. I'm not trying to lessen the importance of Breast cancer research, by any means. But for my peace of mind, I would just like to know that we were putting an effort into other forms of cancer research. Brain Cancer specifically. 

-emiko_d

The clouds move on, the earth turns grey

The happiness I felt, has quickly gone away

The whisper of the wind, seems to call my name

I try to respond, bit it seems I'm not the same

Time elapses slowly, into the universe

It's definitely not a pleasure, nor is it a curse

Nothing seems to matter, no one seems to care

I reached out to touch you, but you're not really there

Everything I see, and everything I feel

Sometimes seems like a dream, where nothing there is real

I grasp onto reality, and try to play this game

But every single thing, always remains the same

The mist is finally fading, the truth is here to stay

The illusions are finally passing, the lies have gone away

But reason cannot save me, tears will not heal

I'm giving it some time, to see what will be revealed

No one has the answers, no one holds the key

I'm wishing for a miracle, that you'd come back to me

Until then, I'm lost with my solitude

Lost in this window with no view.

-emiko_d

I've cried a thousand tears for you,

Felt a thousand pains.

Screamed a thousand words for you,

Died a thousand days.

Now I'm empty and black like a hole.

Nothings in use, I have nothing to control.

Where my heart once was, is where the hole stays.

It has transformed into a labyrinth, a wonderland maze.

Except for a single piece,

The only piece I ever knew.

The piece I can't let go of,

The small piece of you.

I hold it tight but it's fading, and wearing away fast.

I have to keep a grip on it, I need you to last.

-emiko_d

No person is ever truly alone.

Those who live no more, whom we loved,

echo within: 

our thoughts

our words

our hearts

And what they did

And what they said

And who they were

Becomes a part of all that we are

FOREVER.

        -emiko_d

i have had dreams.

bad dreams,

sad dreams

mad dreams, and

ones i just don't want to remember

and don't.

if i was bukowski i might

tell you about

my wet dreams

in reams of - quite

cleverly written rhyme

but time, has never really

granted me those,

so in prose

i must write of others.

those bad, sad, and mad ones

that leave me deliriously confused 

and disorientated, though even

that is an understated explanation.

whispered through this din of tintinnabu...

what was i saying? 

that damn ringing in my ears

from fears of yet unspoken

though awoken already

many times on restless mornings

or in troubled nights.

                               -emiko_d