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 want you to interrupt me.
I cling longer to people.
Than expected.

I turn the fan on. 
Because it reminds me of that room.
I cling longer to people.
Than expected.

I count the minutes i'm awake without you.
Because I want to see how long I last.
I cling longer to people.
Than expected.

I think too much about the little things.
I waste time.
And I cling longer to people.
Than expected.

© 2014 Emilee


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Added on April 3, 2014
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Emilee
Emilee

Muswellbrook, NSW, Australia



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15. Muswellbrook. I write averagely and swear too much. more..