Poems from eeemma_lee
it was anonymous, her name was never said, but i knew, my pain knew, without finishing the Message:
because We
had spoken about it before,...
Poetry is meant to be heard, I’ve heard
Something beautiful about words unsaid
Poetry is meant to be read out loud, loud
Is too intense for...
I see an empty body
I see empty eyes
I feel the cold skin
I hear desperate lies
He sits too still
His car in park
His telephone buzzes...