Phoebe Woode : Writing

Raw emotions

Raw emotions

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


I am doing worse than I did a week ago In fact I wish I could take a day off because my hearthas been painted with the color of sadness and I can&rsqu..
Wolves

Wolves

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


This guy wants me for my flesh, I can’t stand myself,Why do I keep attracting them-Wolves in human clothing.I can’t stand it.He wants my s..
Change

Change

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


I am being replaced.I can feel it,With every fragment of intuition I have.Like leaves, we are falling, I am trying to catch us butI can't even keep my..
Perhaps

Perhaps

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


I don’t know what growing up feels like- I am busy playing house with a guy who is not even emotionally available. I build my present around hi..
Just imagine

Just imagine

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


Adam, picture us standing there on our wedding day.The Mediterranean sea kissing the shore.The grains of sand swirling to the command of the wind.The ..
Hate is just a meter away

Hate is just a meter away

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


It took us too long to realizeThat our hearts were already anchored to each other.Now, we won’t admit it.Even if the written past depended on it..
Pandora's box

Pandora's box

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


Pandora’s boxMy best friend had my back,Since freshman year I had no doubt about it.She had my back for so longIt was easier for her to stickthe..
Cinderella was not the one for him after all.

Cinderella was not the one for him after all.

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


10pmThere is a party tonight.I have nothing to wear.But, My roommate lends me her long black dress.It reveals the beauty mark on my collar bone.10:10p..
 The Countdown

The Countdown

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


The CountdownThere is exactly one day until the moon completes its orbit around the earth.By then I should have already ripped my heart out of my ri..
Game over

Game over

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


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