Emilie : Writing

Lust

Lust

A Poem by Emilie


Your voice is honey tipped With a hint of razors Interlaced with street slang And southern comfort As soon as you speak My temperature rises Y..
You are welcome

You are welcome

A Poem by Emilie


Let me lay myself down for you You can use me as your mat Welcome, come on in Take whatever you like Got some s**t on your shoes Wipe it off on m..
Wrath

Wrath

A Story by Emilie


“No one would even notice. Not until it was too late. Like him, he’s so engaged in the movie, and she’s just stoned out of her mind...
Disgruntled

Disgruntled

A Poem by Emilie


A lock of hair Pile of nail clippings My severed foot My dripping heart How much more do you need of me My unending care Total devotion My ..
Boiling

Boiling

A Poem by Emilie


The feeling starts way down inside me Deep within my stomach My insides decay within me Where I feel it the most My blood thickens Quickens Bu..
Again

Again

A Story by Emilie


I've done it again; stumbled back into the clutching hands of the demon. He’s been waiting for me around the corner…around every corner. ..
My Awakening

My Awakening

A Poem by Emilie


Never Again.I will never expose my emotions again.My vulnerability has left a whole in my heart, that will never be filled.I will become the ice princ..
Sideshow freak

Sideshow freak

A Poem by Emilie


I am the human transformer! Watch as my body turns mental anguish into physical illness within seconds. Watch as a few words can change my day from ..
Follow?

Follow?

A Poem by Emilie


Won't you come with me, back to reality? I can't follow you anymore into the unknown. I've grown tired of the illusions. I don't want to have to wonde..