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Too little, two face

Too little, two face


You must lie in the bed, that you have made?

Maybe that’s why I always slept on the couch.

Made it easier to go, as I had never stayed,

ask any of my Ex’s and they’ll bitterly vouch.

There was never a need, to even kick off my boots,

before the sun could rise, I was out the back door.

Never gave enough time to plant my own roots,

treated love as a dried up flower, I never cared for.

The more they would hold on, to a precious moment,

the harder I would work, to erase it completely.

Beating you down like an unworthy opponent,

after tears run dry, you’ll wish you didn’t meet me.

As cliche’ as it is, the saying goes, “too little, too late”

It doesn’t even matter that I am different now.

It just wasn’t meant to be, thank goodness for fate,

in a way, I helped you, if you can believe that somehow.

As we all take the bad, which outweighs the good,

no matter how good the good was, it is completely forgotten.

I can repaint the trash, even convert to the priesthood,

in the end, the truth is, this boy was downright rotten.


Posted by on April 26, 2018 in love, poetry, Uncategorized, writing


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Keyboard Tough Guys

Foolish simple men acting fearless behind their keyboards,

spewing hate from their guts towards anyone they can.

Displaying their intellect using an array of four letter words,

might as well have a bio pic wearing the hood of the Klan.


Their anger inside leaks out profusely as they assault,

silly and pathetic, and really makes you think.

That somehow, in some way, it is not quite their fault,

compensating for where they come up short… wink, wink.


…… I have to admit, I let someones words get to me today.  For no real rational reason I was physically threatened by someone here on WordPress.  I commented on a post thinking I was being supportive as I often do… as we all do, and all I can honestly think is he may have taken it the wrong way? (but I really can’t see how)      I now feel sorry that people need to act like that to prove something.  I will honestly admit that there was a long stretch in my life where I was that man (boy).  So I also feel that I can say from experience that, it is a major insecurity issue mixed with immaturity.  I hope nobody has to deal with this guy as he is every bit of the word, nasty ( to say the least)  I felt that this website was a great place for sharing and for artistic expression that truly doesn’t have a place for that behavior.  I’m just trying to keep my chin up and push through and hope that it was just a fluke situation that I can put it in the past.  I am more upset that I let it drag me down for most of my day.  In a sense he won.   I hope nobody here, ever lets someones words hurt you or puts a hiccup in your inspiration to create.   Take care and happy writing.



© 2017 Joseph Emerson



Posted by on December 9, 2017 in My day, poetry, writing


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this day…. (23)

I can’t stand looking at her stand over his bed anymore. It’s so sad to watch somebody’s life fade before their face. It feels so selfish of me to even think about how “I” am feeling about all of this. I’m not the one that is watching my life get pulled away from me, like a tidal wave just came through and washed it all away, without being able to latch on to anything to hold your head above water.

Life is so unfair…

If you believe that, if you “do it all right” it should be easier….. so wrong.
Just pretending to control the uncontrollable… Delusional..

There is nothing you can do to go back in time, to right the wrong. There is no way to go back and make anyone pay for what they have taken away from you…. that would just mean that you were able to put a price on it. There is nothing you can do but sit there and blame…. blame god.. blame yourself.. blame the people that are responsible.. blame society… ?

Revenge! What a silly word. Does nothing.. Angrily hopeless..

Although it is perfectly ok to feel pain in your own way. However you wish to escape. Whether it be harmful to yourself or others…. that’s your wish. We are given the right to do as we wish, as long as we know of the consequences that await.

Mom I understand your pain and I wish you nothing but calmness of your mind…..

I’m so sorry you are going through this



© 2015 Joseph Emerson


Posted by on April 28, 2015 in Family


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