A Poem by Emily Jellybean :)

Softness in touch
Lovely but rushed
Tenderness a bit too much
A heart a bit too crushed

Sickly feeling in my gut
Prickly feeling; like a cut
Why do I send myself through the sorrows?
To wake up and find it still there tomorrow

Heartache is heartache
The pain doesn't heal
The thoughts shudder through my body like an earthquake
The words stick in my mouth like my last meal.

"I miss you"
Words too sweet to say
"I love you"
Words with little meaning left anyway.

© 2013 Emily Jellybean :)

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Added on November 14, 2013
Last Updated on December 28, 2013
Tags: disappointment, heartache, hurt, Rushed


Emily Jellybean :)
Emily Jellybean :)

Sparkman, AR

I am simply Emily. Words hardly describe me. Im not an open book to most people, but if you know me well enough you can read. I do not enjoy people who mourn in self pity constantly. I do not like peo.. more..