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Emily Jones Jan 2016
I remember the Space Oddity the melodic timber of your voice.
Taking me away in the most peculiar way.
Floating in a sea of distant different stars.
Stepping through the door of possibilities.

No longer in a tin of insecurity on whether I dressed as a boy or a girl.
Rebelling the notion of self expression as a taboo.
In those golden moments I was free.
No longer running the labyrinth of normality
Where dreams were not reality
You were my Hero, for more than one day.

Changing with time, one step ahead of the rest.
Thank you Lazarus for taking us past the Black Star.
Emily Jones Jan 2016
Her voice crackled like wood in a fire smoke
Hot lashing  the flame of crimson tongue
Booming a thundering rage slick wet lightening bright
Only to dim
Grumble hiss and disengage
Dwindling in the presence of beauty
Within the glade.
Emily Jones Jan 2016
Could you love me now
With my inked skin, bad attitude and jaded smile
Would you finally hear my words no longer gentle, no longer weak
Do my words my words echo in your mind?
Did their sweetness finally sour?
Why else would you be looking back?
The ghost your looking for isnt here.
She died waiting
And whats left is well beyond forgiveness.
Emily Jones Jan 2016
We crave change like coffee
After a three am study session
Where lines blur and sleep is but a memory
We want instant gratifying successful change
With little to no effort
Like instant noodles of experience
Run over the hot water of ill prepared workers
Who are spit out of the machine to quickly
Yeah we all want change
But we don't want to pay for it either.
Emily Jones Nov 2015
Im that same little blue eyed girl who walked into walls before you knew I was blind.
That same jaggle-toothed imp who got busted for staying outside too long.
The crazy tomboy who hit a home run, sliding so fast she skinned her elbow, knees and arms.
Winning and grinning that victory smirk

Im the same punk *** teen that razored her hair
With blackebd eyes to old for her face.
The same lonely girl trying to make some space.
The sweet hearted goth with sarcastic smile.
The Greenday ****** against it all.

There was a time where the music stole my soul.
Only to return it shattered over a boy I didnt care to know
But it came back with a vengence.
To play rock band with the strings on my heart.

Now tattered and tatted I stand before you now
All all grown up the early phases of my life set free
Shifting like a camilion I am all these things and not.
But dont confuse me
Im better than ever before
Im not searching for it anymore
I am free of what used to be me.
Emily Jones Nov 2015
Do you remember me dancing in the rain
My long blonde hair plastered to my skin
Blues eyes sparkling in the dim glow of evening light
Laugher bubbling like soap frothing merrily till hiccups hurt
No Im sure you don't
So maybe I should forget your smile
And the feel of your breath against my ears
Whispering you love me
Maybe I should let you finally disappear.
Emily Jones Nov 2015
Some nights I hate you
Some nights I wish we never met
Others I lament the feelings I once had for another person
The warmth of a genuine smile
The fire of a touch
When you sparked my muse
My mind and took my breath
In the day I am resourceful I remember the good and the bad
What it means to have loved
What it means to have been tossed aside
But then that **** song comes on the radio
Inside my mind it brings nostalgia an ache from deep in my being
Staring at the screen aching over "Hello"
Hello-Adele
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