With pen and paper in hand

I pour out my soul for all to read

This is how I bleed.

I'd like to blame it on a moment of weakness,

but it was a moment of stupidity.

Now you're gone

And I'm left to bleed.

I saw a piece of heaven, but it was locked

inside your eyes when you sent me away.

It cast me back to hell

And now I'm left to bleed.

The phone rang this morning

I caught my breath and prayed

But it wasn't your voice on the line.

You weren't calling to say you love me,

You're gone,

And I'm left to bleed.

Everywhere I look, I see you.

All that I consume tastes like you.

My world has grown cold without you.

With pen and paper in hand

I pour out my soul for all to read

This is how I bleed

FOR YOU.

                                 -emiko_d

The music pushed me back from hurt

The music pushed me back into my room

The music pushed me back into solitude

'Till I felt isolated.

The music put me in a trance

Can't fight those sweet melodies

Pulling me from the hurt

Pushing me away from the edge.

The music pushed back my depressing state

The music pushed back my reality

The music pushed back my sanity

'Till I had no more.

So tell me,

Can you fight these feelings anymore?

The music pushed me into a dillusion

The music pushed me into a fairy-tale world

The music pushed me into a wall of hopelessness and fear.

But as long as the beats are playing,

The good times will roll

'Cause music takes me on a trip

From this sad cruel world.

                       -emiko_d

ROCK IN PEACE RYAN,  I LOVE YOU

So this is one of my favorites! In fact, I love it so much, that it is a soon to be tattoo.  It's an excerpt from a piece call "Alter-Ego Alters Me" written my by late cousin Ryan. He has been and always will be a lyrical genius, influencing so many people with his words. 

....... Eyesight is a crutch of the unenlightened. Through closed eye meditation I project myself through the universe with no restraint or restriction. Through contact between water and flesh, I remain connected to the Earth and all those who came before me........

   

                                                                            -Ryan Albishi

Your past due.

It's been months since your asshole nature forced me to pick up a pen.

Glad to see you haven't lost your touch.

I was beginning to worry your tongue had gone dull.

But you sharpened it tonight.

You always were good for 3 a.m. angst.

And maybe a few breakdowns along the way.

But what I love most about you is the way you can make me feel so miniscule.

As if I don't really exist.

Believe me when I say, I'm taking great pleasure in telling you to..

GO F@*# YOURSELF!

                                                                               -emiko_d

No one ever takes the time to get to know the REAL me.

They see the humorous side and that is all they see...

So many people love me.

I know that this is true 

But it's not the same, cause they don't know what I'm going through.

My family pays no attention when my heart cries out.

They say "just give it time, it'll all work out."....

Years have gone by and nothing has changed,

IT HASN'T WORKED OUT!

No matter what I do, no one hears me scream and shout....

I want someone to love me for who I am inside.

Why do people look right past me, no matter how hard I try?

I feel so alone.

I have no one to turn to.

Do people ignore you also or do they see the REAL you?

                                                                         -emiko_d

Really Quick FYI:   A lot of the poems that I write are a little dark and gloomy, but it is just that... POETRY. 
            -emiko_d

I used to be someone else.

Didn't we all?

But now... Now I've been exposed,

I've been changed, twisted, unfurled.

Is this my identity or just another phase?

New friends, new music, new clothes.

But being this person connects me.

It connects me to all the incredible, painful, 

energizing, most wonderful moments in my life.

Finding this person... maybe me,

This could be the most important time of my existence.

The most confusing.

The most inspiring.

The most heart-wrenching.

The most sacrificing.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

                                   -emiko_d