Zoe Anne : Writing

"If"

"If"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


“If” If you can’t handle The Fame, Don’t call my name. If you can’t han..
"Unborn Angel"

"Unborn Angel"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


“Unborn Angel” I wish I had a gun, So I could point it at your deathly fun. I wish I coul..
"I'm Going to Watch You Fall"

"I'm Going to Watch You Fall"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


“I’m Going to Watch You Fall” What goes up must come down, A smile turning into a fr..
"Runner"

"Runner"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


“Runner” I just want to run, Run away and into the red sun. I want to escape, Escape int..
"Deadly Migraines"

"Deadly Migraines"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


“Deadly Migraines” Violence and gin, It’s an original sin. A little cheese and wine..
"Self-Murder"

"Self-Murder"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


“Self-Murder” Sometimes I wish that I could just cut myself, And let all the blood bleed f..
"Graveyard of Hands"

"Graveyard of Hands"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


"Graveyard of Hands" I'm sitting in a tree, Feeling free. Until... I can feel the thrill… I ..
"Sweet Revenge"

"Sweet Revenge"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


"Sweet Revenge" There he sits in the corridor, Pleading and crying in the corner. He will never see the light of day, For he let his dead life d..
"Metal Apple

"Metal Apple

A Poem by Zoe Anne


"Metal Apple" It's not edible, More like malleable. It's not red or green, More like silver or steel. Had I picked it when the tree was fertile..
"Road Kill"

"Road Kill"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


"Road Kill" I'm laying on the side of the road, Across from me is a dead toad. It's burnt, And it's as brown as the dirt. Cars are flashing by,..