A Poem by emily joe

I want to take tar baths

In the pools beneath my eyelids

F*****g black holes

That tell the story

Of how I didn’t sleep last night

Or the night before that


I’ve never really lusted after friends

But there’s this one girl I’ve been dying to know


Sara Tonin

© 2015 emily joe

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you gave your voice to a symptom I can only imagine... and a dream I can only wish you achieve...

Posted 4 Years Ago

I hate not getting enough sleep as well, you're not really you in that situation. hopefully Sara notices you :)

Posted 5 Years Ago

Nice job! I love the imagery of the tar and an overall feeling of the sluggishness and frustration that comes with continual lack of sleep.

Posted 5 Years Ago

God, I love poems where people just want things :)
this is great too

Posted 6 Years Ago

beautiful psychological poem. serotonin is a neurotransmitter released by the brain. lack of serotonin causes depression and many antidepressants increase availability of this chemical in the brain. endorphin is also a chemical that makes a person feel good.
the quest for this neurotransmitter in this poem in unique and never before an poetess has given this twist for the pursuit of happiness.
no lover can increase level of serotonin. happiness in within an individual and not outside. an unhappy person will continue to crib in the best of situations and a happy individual will remain happy even in inclement conditions.
nice writing

keep it up

sometimes read my articles also.

Posted 6 Years Ago

I'd heard of this drug before but I wasn't familiar with it (lucky I guess) - even so, it seems pretty clear what it means in the context of this poem, even to the ignorant, I think.
Although it concerns mental instability to an extent, there is a cool, kind of hip sharpness to the style of this piece. That - and the sense of humour - contrasts with the seriousness that lies beneath, creating a fine effective balance. The kind of blank horror which comes through from the very beginning really magnetises the reader. Good stuff (though perhaps nothing could be as persuasive as the narcotic it describes ;)).

Posted 6 Years Ago

Wow. What a brilliant write. I too had to leave my college due to mental illness. I've also had many sleepless nights in the year, covering it with mounds off concealer and coffee, haha! I just love how you've turned an anti depressant into a name as if its a friend, which I suppose is very true!!

Posted 6 Years Ago

This is so sharp. Erratic and interesting. I want more

Posted 6 Years Ago

Yeah, you nailed it. you gotta piece you can edit up. nice one.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Wow. I'm a huge fan already... safe to say. I read your bio and I shuttered to think of how eerily it resonated with my own struggles. My freshman year (last year) I almost (close to a fractal hair) resulted in my leaving university as well, due to an implosive/destructive mood disorder(s). When you're an artist, which you undoubtedly are, you take in the world much closer to the core of your being... like a reluctant sponge... and when you add mental illness to the equation, it makes life extremely harrowing. Plus, the academic environment is entirely too elitist and unsupportive of the "avant garde". Throw in the factor of being a FEMALE; and you get a world that seems to disregard & flippantly silence the entirety of our experience.

Well. I get you. I can't even tell you how refreshing it is to read another woman's writing-- like yours-- that is so reflectively honest & artistic. Keep on truckin'. Don't quit. Don't let this patriarchal/corporatist world get you down. Stay a romanticist. You have wonderful talent! :)

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on June 15, 2015
Last Updated on June 15, 2015
Tags: depression, anxiety, mental disorders, recovery


emily joe
emily joe

Chicago, IL

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