Apr 20, 2006 15:30
So I fell asleep and had this dream about Amanda reading at a poetry reading in this strange italian restaurant. She was reading this poem that she wrote like way back in fall, so then I woke up and absoultely had to find it which took a while since I had no memory of when it was posted. I had to go back to fall months! I'm reposting it, keep in mind this was written by Amanda! I can take no credit. But it made it into my dreams with the ingenius lines and writing style and I just had to find it. Kudos
ode to emo
If I were to write you an emo song
it would burst with the feeling
of a bleeding beating heart
it would crumble with the melancholy
of a wall falling down
this song would pull
like the hair that hangs in my eyes
I grew it after she left
this song would squeeze you
like these chicks' jeans on my skinny legs
it would lead you to sorrow
like the angst of my dirty Chucks
it would run from you
like the eyeliner that flees
down my tear-stained cheek
oh, this emo song
it would get under your skin
like the stars inked on my wrists
it would cut you like the strings
on my new pastel guitar
which I strum as I weep with despair
oh my sad sad emo song
(she left me so I grew out my hair put on my makeup borrowed her jeans bought a guitar laced up my shoes and stated to sing)
this emo song
it would break your heart.