Emilee : Writing

Coming of Age

Coming of Age

A Poem by Emilee


The weakness fluctuates from my head to my bones.Travelling through veins with missing blood cells.The weakness doesn't feel very weak.In fact it feel..
Vacant

Vacant

A Poem by Emilee


I bite my nails when I need comfort.I cry myself to sleep.I cling longer to people.Than expected.I turn my phone off silent, before I rest.Because I w..
11:34pm

11:34pm

A Poem by Emilee


11:34.I tried to get your helpBut you all turned me downYou under-estimate the wrath of sad I feel.I am a mere 0.1 in a world of millions..
Tired Eyes

Tired Eyes

A Poem by Emilee


tired eyes, sore bones,falling in love, falling out of homes.
Heartitecture

Heartitecture

A Poem by Emilee


The tallest building in the worldis 2,722 feet tall.But that is but a mere centimetercompared to the walls you buildinside yourselfand here i am, i wa..
Luck of the Draw

Luck of the Draw

A Poem by Emilee


You have this idea of what kind of movie,Your life is and you expect the charactersYou cast to behave a certain way.To read from the script.But the be..
On the Nod

On the Nod

A Poem by Emilee


When I was a child, I felt the cigarette's burnas I reached for my parent's hands.I was 4 when I realised it'd never be my turnto be a neccesity.When ..
Paper People

Paper People

A Poem by Emilee


If I were born a different name, a different number, a different face.If I were born into a different world, a different war, a different place.Would ..