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Purple Rain Apr 2016
I do not remember,
The goose bumps against my skin,
The ice cubes I would hold in the very palms of my hands
I DO REMEMBER the brutal Darkness I had within
Not of them
Not for him
Not for his group of friends;
For myself.

The interruption of trauma put fourth into my mind.
I was;
The outlined name on the piece of scrap paper
That everyone seemed to gossip about
I was the 1 out of 4...

1 out of 4
I had to feel the slim of shame through the outer course of my skin
It felt as if a vast sign was beginning attached to the back of my shirt
Everyone knew
Throughout the whole school,
Throughout the world
It felt to me...

The bitterness in my throat as I choke out the words of ****,
The word **** itself is not hard to say
The kids used to scream it on the playground each and every day
My life today is full of Rage,
Not for them
Not for him
Not for his group of friends
For I myself
2016 Isabella Rose
Purple Rain Jun 2016
Falling down this tree I go
Falling where no one knows
Piano music in my mind
Unable to remember the memories left behind
I can take a step and remember the last
Although I cannot capture the beauty of the past

I only felt;
what I'm forbidden to feel
The chocking around my neck
As I leave a life unfulfilled

The days sunset glistening in my gloomy eyes
My last seconds disappear as death arrives
The final thought I held within
Was "A Life Loved Is Hard To Find."
Purple Rain Oct 2015
Dear,
Cloudy days...
She's crying a river
Her face is a blur
She's dare's not to look in the mirror
she just might be her own killer.

A cold, sharp wave of nothing
Is her only something
Her life story is a mask
she hides her face,
because she knows her smile will never last
Her soul and mind live in the past
she wishes to rewrite her story,
Making it one that will last
But it's to late for that
Her life has past*...
Purple Rain Dec 2015
Borrow the time never given
Reliving and rewinding everything that confines me
In a place where I rather not be
Trapped in the wrath of the sea
Broken piano keys
In the middle of my one and only song
Scattered thoughts beyond this mind

I speak no evil,
Yet see and hear it
I have to admit
There's something wrong
in this head of lies


Broken thoughts of grief only for myself,
Made up excuses why I don't have wealth
Why I'm a diamond god made not to be the best
And Even a "nobody"  doesn't cares to listen to the chatter from my chest
So I sit back in this white-walled room
With me, myself and I,
A mess
Purple Rain Mar 2016
I don't dream
But I have dreamt
I'm drowning in my own innocence
The light of day blind me
For I am the darkness
That hides behind the littlest of trees
Covering up for no one will see
The darkness that covers me
Head to toe
My hello's are goodbyes
My fellow friends
I had to comprise

The red sun that shines upon
The yellowness of my skin
The dark gray clouds
That beckon the true color of a sin
I am the the darkness within
A thought & question
Life & death
I am the lost connection
Something that prevents the living
From dreaming any higher
And by the time your dreams come true
your life will have expired
©2016 Isabella Rose
Purple Rain Jun 2015
I can't make you love me if you don't
I can't make your heart feel something it won't
trick of a reflection shines bright
Peaceful memories,
and purple summer skies at night
Remind me of this beauty;
I am unable to see even in light
you are my out of pure sight
Yet,
visions of you come full force
Seeming addicted to fouling me
They come

sometime I'll cry tears pure hate,
As I know I let you escape,
Escape from the light,
An into the dark

Though you act as we never met
I remember memories,
that your willing to forget
Yet the memories I remember
now seem out of place,
As I cry,
tears running down my face

I would **** just to hear your voice,
One last time
Yet
These walls that you build
Are set beyond our crossing paths
I only cares to look,
Behind your closed book
I dares not to taste
the grapes you once offered,
But look into your eyes,
And release you
from this darkness that you stand in.
Purple Rain Mar 2015
Shes the angel that watches over me
For she sees my bad and good,
She understood the reasons why,
For her I never had to apologize

I see visions of her in my sleep,
She weeps away as morning creeps
The arising sun hits,
As her spirit begins split

I had trouble making it through the day
I pray that she finds her way
Or I will end up having to collapse
I take naps,
hoping to receive visions back
For old visions of her always comeback
For now she is where it is not black
"Heaven"
Purple Rain Jan 2016
I can't anymore
unable to find the reasons why
Tear drops mark my eyes
It's the common demon I have inside
That keeps me going on this treadmill
not only does it hurts
but it kills
not only does it strangles
but makes me ill

I'm stuck in the dark
Trying to get back to the start
My heart has been black for some time now
Cold and dark as my mind
And I can only wonder why?
Just Why,
So cruel...

I was once an angel
but now Satan at its worst
This curse I face,
Makes my life feel like its going in reverse
Till there's no more of me
Life has become my worst enemy
Purple Rain Apr 2015
All I can say is she's full of deception
For it was Breaded in sand and dirt
But yet it occurred
The words didn't slip,
But fell

She says the words break up
Together in one sentence  
Till this day I feel as if I was sentenced
For I can not get over such beauty combined together,
She wears around more then a purple feather
For she was once my valentine
For her personality is free flowing
For she gathered my heart up without knowing

She is unknowingly the girl of my dreams
But dreams have to end sometime
For love no longer streams for me.
Purple Rain Feb 2016
The eyes of her;
Are beyond beautiful.
Much more than I, myself, can imagine.
The wondering eyes of me;
Can never stop staring at the beauty,
that swipes Thy heart for herself.

The kind heart of she;
hides throughout the brutal darkness,  
Never for seeing the need of light.
"Those who wonder in to such;
Futuristically get broken down,
And end up where I, myself am now.

For every slight attempt,
I am turn down.
No trust as expected,
For I am one of the unimportant.
Inside the brittle heart of thy;
And past the walls of hell,
She knows I love every part of her.
The mind of mine;
knows the beauty inside,
has been torture by those of the weak,
For past, and present centuries.
The brain of me;
Understands,
"For thy myself;
Think and feel the same."

As the shining stars cover the dark,
Night sky,
I think to myself
Beyond the darkness of her,
She still amazes thy heart and soul...
Never more
This is a poem collaboration by me myself @IsabellaRose and my favorite poet nevermore
We are both dyslexic, so forgive the mistakes
©Isabella Rose 2016
Purple Rain Sep 2015
A heart breaking against my chest,
Open me up
and I will show you the rest,
tell me to open my eyes
when it's over,
maybe then
I'll be sober
why don't you finish me off like the others did,
And forbid me to tell
so I can sit in silence
in this lonely and dark cell
maybe when the pain you inflicted is gone,
the white birds won't be in tuned with sad songs
the storm clouds will move along
and I will make my way
saying so long
Purple Rain Sep 2015
Silence
The timeless pleasures have ended,
In the trap of silence
It has began

The Devils words speak
Making me weak
For my eyes stream out
red streaks,
My future begins
To Fall apart and Creek

Silence
20 feet away
from someone standing beside me
I feel distance
Unable to hear words,
demonic voices
peek beside my ear
Unable to understand
yet,
They're Telling me my time is near

Silence
I don't cry anymore
that's the only control I have left
Physically unable to fight,
Controlling what I have left in my life,
I began to speak to Christ
No comment
Purple Rain Sep 2015
The demonic string of voices follow,
My own dissipating shadow
The figure of me,
begins to remodel into something,
Torn down and hollow

A sense of never being alone,
There's always something demonic lurking behind,
My invisible shadow  
It's beyond the ability of mine
No chance of escaping,
Having to surface what I've been facing

Loud in my ear,
Dim piano music performs
Flashes of the presence of evil
If it's demons or devils,
They cause me to fear and tremble
As they put upon their own judgment
beside my ear,
The clock is ticking my time is near
Purple Rain Oct 2015
Chapter 1, 2, and 3
what would it take to get rid of you
And set me free
Chapter 2 and 3
nothing can get rid the killers I see

Chapter 4
Christ,
I'm In a place where I rather not be,
I lost sight of mind,
This life is beyond the open sea,
I tried to escape,
But my spirit is never set free
Christ,
I beg and plead,
If I were to die
promise to rescue me?
I don't see my own shadow anymore,
With life you never know what's in store
Every day it rains even more
Chills send down my spine
this place is war
Purple Rain Oct 2015
Trying to mend a broken spirit,
As my hourglass breaks
My spiritual being cowering inside
Terrified to sin,
and make any mistakes,
the soul and mind divide
For Heart aching pain awakes
every moon is a high tide
My spirit weeps for nights
To my body they are confined
I am one,
without my own rights

Numerous souls within one body
my spiritual being can no longer take,
Not being a somebody
Behind this inclosed con-finery  
locked in a prison within one body,
Many beaten up souls
trying to take what's inside of me
As the Tears began,
clashing against the pavement of my skin,
I notice I'm  the only one in this body
who doesn't want to sin*...
Purple Rain Apr 2016
Sometimes I think
No way this world is this cold
I withhold my tears
And I stay on my throne
Old enough rule,
Yet still time to grow
Give me a chance,
To fit into my shadow

You say the sky's the limit
I believe higher,
Caught up in between these Saints and Liars,
Makes me believe that the devil is in fact here,
Compromise ya to leave himself at ease
My tears use to run down like the Open Sea
Used to cut myself open and see how much I bleed
Thinking disappearing would set myself free
Like Heaven Was supposed to be my destiny
Hey you guys I mostly post poetry, but this is the rap I'm writing. Hope you like it:)
Purple Rain Apr 2016
Sometimes I think
No way this world is this cold
I withhold my tears
And I stay on my throne
Old enough rule,
Yet still time to grow
Give me a chance,
To fit into my shadow

I feel as though something is holding me back
I'm arms are weak
My mind is heavy
Someone get me some meds stat
Sick of this world
Sometimes it gets of messy
A life given, Can be deadly
Eyes wide,
mind unsteady
But I pull out my wings to takeoff like Lite Gear
I am my only fear
Yet, I steer my way
And tell the haters I'm not afraid

They say the sky's the limit
But I dream higher
Caught up in between Saints and Liars,
Makes me believe;
The devil is in fact here,
compromise ya
My tears **** down like the Open Sea
Used to cut myself open and see how much I bleed
Thinking disappearing would set me free
Like Heaven Was supposed to be my destiny
Yet Destiny is what you make it,
There is no luck
You put in the hours and commit
Or spend the rest of your life digging a ditch
This is the edited version of my rap, tell me what you think and I'll make some changes :-)
Purple Rain Aug 2016
To my right
My spirit dances through faded expressions in and out of time.
Leaving my heart with an astounding sense of freedom.
No longer hinged
Searching of ways to destroy misery
I can see the flowers blooming under tiptoed footsteps
Carrying panic filled waves out to sea.



However I am drawn to the left,
My head oh so slightly tilts
In the direction where the wind blows fast
And my true being is something that cannot be grasped
Down it pours
These tears of mine begin to hit the floor
Lighting fills the sky
My body freezes
As I can feel a young life drifting on by
The closer the touch
The stronger the thoughts come
I brush it off,
And say something under the lines of “Cross Roads*”
Purple Rain Apr 2015
I sit and cry,
I could tell you why,
But you probably wouldn't care
You would just sit, and stare

Well I can not bare,
Much of any longer
I thought I would become stronger,
But that was a lie
The insides gone
I'm crying out
As the outside is a future untold,
I'm no longer a person of the word bold
I just realized the outside cold
And I'm crying out
My Life that is unworthy of such a mold of destruction
This is a beautiful face that you can not replace,
So now,
I am on my knees,
and I am pleading out
I am so much crying out
Even though you act as if you can't see me,
Just because you know you will never BE ME.
Instead of letting me float away,
Why don't you help me stay.
For I am a feather trying to find my way.
Purple Rain Sep 2015
Pastel and watercolor works of art
Cover the walls
Makes her think of waterfalls
Peaceful thoughts and memories,
Withdrawals the devil from her mind
Throws her off from the Devils lies
Creating a chapter of freedom
for her to sit in find

Once that chapter is unlocked
Glowing angels,
With perfect complexions
Flying sky high
Silver lighting and the most expensive wine
Sitting on the most extraordinary
Making heaven a sit in and dine
She'll find
thumb prints of pain where erased from her mind...
Purple Rain Oct 2015
Dark Blue skies,
I love the way they lie,
Saying I'll need them past 25,
The Devils is a lie
Diving into fast they say,
I'll never make it out alive
Too weak they say...
So I pray for stronger days
I Never will survive they say...
So I power drive my sporadic thoughts
making them a reality
Above my head they say...
So every day I reach higher and
The dark blue skies take me away*...
Purple Rain Nov 2015
Down my skin tight neck,
And past my *******,
Comes his heavy breath,
Peeking in my ****** ear,
Challenging me with the slightest sounds,
Of him being here

A nightmare that reappears,
Something skin clutching,
Ones inner self would disappear
He grips me across my chest,
And apart he tears

Braking ribs to make it there,
I do nothing but stare into a blank silence
As he tells my broken heart to come here...

My ribs on the ground,
there's no repair
Aware that my heart is taken
But the smell of him
is no longer in the atmosphere
Purple Rain Nov 2015
Peeking up from underneath,
Good grief for what I have become,
I have become nothing
with the qualities of no one
The crisp darkness peers into my inner being
So skin clinching,
Unfit to focus on what I am Becoming to be

My sins forget me not
But God has already forgot me
Clinched to the darkness he lets me rot

Eyes of devastation shatter like winter winds
Bending and breaking as darkness takes me as his friend
I can begin running,
But he's always one step ahead,
Looking behind his shoulder I'm chasing him*...
Purple Rain May 2015
Dear ....
I mustn't question thy
But there are things blinded,
I am not able to see
We close are eyes to the darkness,
And years later; wake up to the brightness
we have the slightest clue,
Of what we needed to pursue  

Here we are "earth"
We go though thick and thin,
For us,
evil is the only way to bend,
We spend time dancing around life; like clowns
Not knowing what it is,
that will make you proud,

We suffer in crowds among crowds,
Not knowing who we are,
So we don't make a sound

But one thing that bothers me....
Is that we were put here not knowing;
Hoping to be the best we know how to be,
But we never got the info or the key
To open the golden doors that we blindly can not see
And when we can't find that key,
We our stuck in darkness for eternity
But I mustn't question thy
Purple Rain Mar 2016
Grandfather,
If you can hear me now;
Would you be proud of you baby girl; Growing up in the cold, cold world.
Would be proud of the way I carry myself,
Even though inside I'm not much of a women
Sometimes I dress like a man despite the words that people say
"Don't touch her she's gay."
The tears roll down my face each and everyday
I wish the depression would just fade away
Sometimes I think of you,
And wonder if you ever think of me
After you died my life has been broke as can be
I cut on myself to see how much I bleed
I can't take this life,
for what I am not cut to be,
Stands right in front of me.
Grandfather,
Would you ever look me in the eyes again?
I know I've done wrong
But I ask for forgiveness,
From someone I haven't seen in so long
Purple Rain May 2015
Dear world,
I understand I'm not the perfect
picture you paint in your mind
Let's be kind to the truth,
I Look at my reflexion,
something isn't right
Dear world,
I'm losing my youth
never had a connection

Day to day I face rejection,
You Say there's redemption
As I see this reflection of non-perfection
I Try getting along
But there is all these objections.
You echo
"I lost connection"
Well Connection was never lost,
That path was never crossed
See world,
I don't fall for your lies and deception
Saying this world is yours,
Well where's mines?
You say see its my world,
You must play by my rules

Well one day I'll say that too,
I will one day feel the same way
Maybe because,
I'll Get you caught up in tricks and lies,
Make you feel criminalized,
In my world,
You'll be victimized
You will be called uncivilized
You won't be the perfect picture
You painted in my mind.
Purple Rain Sep 2015
Ending up alone enclosed in this case,
Begging for mercy
6 feet under,
I hear and feel nothing
but the thunder of my tears
Sliding left and right down past the sides of my ears
My tears stop as I
Close my eyes to the wicked darkness
I slip my eyes open
to my burial ground in which I am faced with
Purple Rain Mar 2015
The moon is bright,
as bright as your beautiful eyes
Your soul is sweet as candy,
Your heart is dark,
Wicked as the devil him self
If I can change your heart I would,
If I could fight all your demons,
But they destroy me deep inside
I'm not strong enough,
your only thing that can destroy me
Physical and mentally
If you follow the trail,
come in my mind
Of the wicked woods of darkness,
**** all the monsters that live inside these woods
They run and fleet from you,
Because your so dark, stronger than anything "any god I can image"
The beautiful angel I was in love with,
Now my tears come from my eyes of the name Isabella
I'm paralyzed of the neck down
Because your magic is so strong, I refuse to fight you
You grab me by the neck,
Your eyes red as blood
I looked you in the eyes and told you I love you
I closed my eyes and told you
- Never more
but my brother. Please like
Purple Rain Jan 2016
~
There's even darkness in light
Caught up in my own sins and lies
I say,
It's the strength of the devil within
Trying to find darkness,
In the lightest hour
Purple Rain Oct 2015
Trapped by the Devils touch
Blinded in all the lights,
Surrounded in all these lies,
I think the Devils calling me
Good bye...

Aim for not the visions
but the real parts of me
Aiming for what is real
and not distorting me

Blank pages,
Wrapped around my unmade mind
what kind of world do I live
Where I Should be able to untwine my mind
past the Devils lies
Because he didn't enclose me for centuries,
stand me alone in this cold cell
not knowing my own path,
was going be hell

Stuck in denial that my own spirit
was gonna to be taken
For My family,
Their going to be left vacant
The Devil was going to leave me to be unfound
Leaving my missing body naked
Purple Rain Apr 2015
Diamonds were made under pressure
Weather you or I made them,
in the end their something to treasure

For their hard made lives break NEVER
Hard falls may be endeavors
Yet they never surrendered
For their name is of a defender  

Their strong, and beautiful at the same time,
Some say it's hard to find
They relate to us in a kind of way
We were never clayed into being beautiful or strong,
But we were beautiful, and strong all along
For our creator made us the type of beautiful, and strong,
That's life long
this is a poem about how Diamonds relate to us humans, hope you like it.
Purple Rain May 2016
Holding back my tears
seeing my world go by,
Crying on the edge
no more sweet lullabies
Sounds of trains passing in my head
could this be Freedom?
Or schizophrenia instead...
Laying in my bed wishing I was dead
contemplating between Trigger and pills
How did I get so numb?
Who have I become?
Is this real?
This is a poem I wrote, this is not finished yet,
But it's about the daily struggles I face depression. Hope you guys like
Purple Rain May 2016
Holding back my tears
Seeing my world go by,
Trying not to cry on the edges of hell
No more sweet lullabies
Sounds of trains passing in my head,
could this be Freedom?
Or schizophrenia instead...
Laying in my bed
wishing I was dead
contemplating between pills and trigger
Who have I become?
I hold shame before myself in the mirror  
I admit I never actually faced my fear
I wonder if it is time to shed a tear...
Just one or two
Perhaps then the mind of me won't be so blue
This is a poem I wrote about my daily life with mental illness
Purple Rain Mar 2015
She stands on the edge of her window sill
Two story's high,
She wonders if she will die
For all she wants is to fly
Fly high and away,
She wishes not to stay but go away

If there was away,
Or a push of a bottom,
She would have to nerves to do,
What she has never done
As her feet are on the edge;
she looks up to the sky
And asks why

Why can't I fly?
I have dreams
I wish to achieve
But to afraid to find my way
To afraid to pave my way
So I stay...
Purple Rain Sep 2015
Me, but everything that isn't me
Staring through a two-sided mirror,
Broken Angel wings,
crushed up in front for the eyes to see
My own self despises me
Rising up from the depts
of my own personal hell
Red lipstick on my lips,
I feel as if I'm floating
into the wide open abyss

As I proceed to stare,
The person on the other side
can't help but to glare
Her face is a pop of cherry red,
I feel as if I'm crying
and I can't get the sound of her voice
out of my head
My brain is wired
by her hand works of thread
She knows my fears,
my weaknesses and worst enemies,
Being with her,
trapped for lonely and dark centuries

She knows the questions I don't like
she knows my enemies
And when I'm going to fight
She knows when I'm gonna get a knife,
nail throughout her skin
she can't fight back
she never wins
She's me...
but everything that isn't me
Purple Rain Mar 2015
Your eyes appear to be the norm
Says everybody who hasn't been through this storm
The storm of lack of self love, and hate
Few escape
For your eyes are a looking glass,
only few see the world through your past
For Most of them are the kind of blind
Where you blatantly chose not to look
Through their innocent eyes
  
Covered in a mass
Because your looking through the glass
Of negative thoughts created
You think your not perfect,
And you hate it...

You are much Broken
Broken because the self image
Is what you may call undesirable.
Undesirable to the world is what YOU think
But really the reason behind it is weak
We just keep say it's life that has us deep
But truly it's it's the lack of self confidence
Well I say "your something special"
Because if you looked closely
The ghostly thought in your mind would realize your the one blind
Purple Rain May 2015
Glimmer of light on my window sill
Simmering love descending from above
Universal truths bending my will
In unison with those
Who came before me

Muted voice spills
melodic symphonies from the hills
In life's battle field
Stronger I become
With neither sword nor shield

Not a word to speak
As my smile streaks
rainbow across the pavement
into open fields
My tone I speak
with "my mind"
Of valleys and mountain peaks

I will not do,
But have already done
I will not waste, blessings
Dancing to the beat of foreign drums
Not having my visions heard.
This is a poem I wrote about faith. Even though the world is cold, never let it get you down.
Purple Rain Nov 2015
These feelings & emotions
Feel as if they are Infused inside,
A depressed state of mind  
Discovering myself is the hardest rhyme,
I drown in every hide tide
Never able to win
Restraining the pain within
My blood drys thin
Noise mutters from the hells next door
Waves crashing at the shore
Of my brittle skin
Crying on the edges of hell  
A heart that can't mend
Handling what I can't hold in
I swallow down my sins
Purple Rain May 2015
I speak what hasn't been spoken,
I write what hasn't been written
I open my eyes to the lightness,
Yet following me is the darkness,
I choose to turn away from both,
In hope they will
leave me in my own growth

I'm forced to face,
What must be faced
Both seeming
"out of place."

I look to the right
And there you are,
"The light."
Could you be a trick?
Being all alone "I stick"
Your beauty is unforgettable
Yet the darkness is unbeatable
The right choice hasn't been chosen,
It is out of sight.

See,
in the light,
There seems to be darkness
within sight.
You confuse me with
lies and deception
How do I follow
your directions?

I speak what has been spoken,
And write what has been written
All that can't be figured
Will forever be a thought disfigured,
I wrote this poem about the five sense realm that always take us away from our divinity.
Purple Rain Apr 2016
Nothing like the rain pouring down
Nothing like a cold hearted tear
Hitting the ground
Oh I can't fly
Oh can't steer
Alone in this world without my lovely dear

I said make it a love that will last
To surpass the pain
But I guess I'm insane to think
I wasn't going to be left in the cold pouring rain

Days feel as if they never change for the better,
but the worst
I'm beginning to think this life is a curse
How could one Rome without the love and comfort of she
Till one and one Unite again and become we
R.I.P
Purple Rain Apr 2015
Today you say,
"the bottles half empty."
Simply not because you drunk half a wine bottle
But your life isn't the perfect model
You use to stand tall,
But your leaves begin to say "so long"
As if it was fall,
Yet it is spring,
And your life is dissipate
Oh though it seems

For Your life is the definition of a Dimond ring,
You care about money, and the clothes,
Not about the happiness life brings,
In Your mind its seemingly,
money, fame, and fortune

showing lack of endorsement,
It's been "me, myself and I"
We all look at you and sigh
For negative is your only thought,
In your life,
negative is the only thing you got
If you switched around the bottle is half empty,
To the bottles have full,
Life would be much more to endure
God
Purple Rain Mar 2015
God
Dear god,
I wear the cross on my chain
As your prays are forever conducted into my brain
And out through my vain
You have a strain on me to do good
For within you I forever could
With me, you forever stood
As I knew you would

For that I'm always grateful
For you are my secret angel
You fly high,
way up in the sky
Looking down making sure I don't drown
And for you I promise never to frown
Or ever turnaround, but to keep on going
Knowing, and showing to way for others
For ****** Mary one of my mothers
Purple Rain Feb 2016
I've been at deaths door;
Unable to catch a breath
My heart is sore;
From now until death;
For bullet wounds have invalid my chest
©2016 Isabella Rose
Purple Rain Jan 2016
My face is pale
I can't breathe
The thought of me dying,
left him at ease
My murderous husband,
Squeezes the life out of me

My knees are weary,
as I plead on onto cold, solid ground for his forgiveness
I pray to god,
He will leave me be
I attempt not to cry
For my murderous husband will see the weakness in me

My mother said,
Never let a soul see you cry
They will take advantage of you,
and leave you to die
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Maybe I will even continue this poem...
Purple Rain Mar 2015
She's searches for the path that takes her right,
But of course; it's out of sight
She's makes life long commitments
For in her belly there is a figment
"Three months old"
she says "it is distant"

Her mom asks with Constance's,
how she's supposed to take care of something of her own,
because when it comes to her own self;
Well, she is all alone

every night there is a wish she grants
too find away out what she can't
For smoking ****,
and doing wrong deeds
Doesn't fit her needs

For she dreams higher
She wants to be admired
Not undesired...
Purple Rain Mar 2015
The true is right here in the details
She feeds off of what fails
Try's to rebels
For she leaves unmarked trails  

Nobody knows who she use to be
But you see,
the glaze in her eyes is a often disguises
She likes to minimize problems,
Or often hide them
She stands by what's wrong
Instead of right
Others often consider her soul out of sight

She says she might have changed a little
But others say a lot
For she's often caught up in the little trail of dots
She's says I love myself a lot,
she thought it would be easy to rebel,
But it's like hell
Her smoking **** and taking pills,
she says it kills

For she wants to change
And is hoping to start today
She wants to start a new trail,
And knows it won't fail.
Purple Rain May 2016
Hey gorgeous,
Whats going down?
Seems like you've fallen down,
Since the last I've been around
You speak not a sound
I can only feel your pain
when you push me down

Hey gorgeous,
Don't let them steal your thunder,
you're more than just a number
With them goddess eyes,
You give me butterflies
Others are quick to polarize your heart,
And tear your beautiful mind apart

Hey gorgeous,
I can only think back to when I felt your forehead
Cold to the touch,
I clutch on to you right hand
Holding it;
I felt hypnotized within a  depressed state.
No one was inside
You were just an empty case

Hey gorgeous,
You would think I have forgotten
The list we use to make
The reasons why we should live
And forgive ourselves for our mistakes

1. You can't control what others do
2. The world needs more beautiful people like you
3 you are in battle,
and a soldier may never surrender
4. The people you think don't care; 85% of them would **** for you
5.
Remember when we made those promises
on that cold winter day
I held your hand,
As the wind blew in your face
The sky was a cold dark gray
I said
"hey gorgeous!
Let's Make a Deal,
If I Stay Alive will you do the same?"
Today she alive and well. Graduating High school,  she is continuing on her life the way it should be,  without depression controlling her. I wrote this 3 months ago for her, something she can look at when she gets down
Purple Rain Dec 2015
Lord,
I have survived years of torment
Self inflicted or not
be my savior
Or let me rot
Cleanse me with your holy water
Or let me drown
Hold me in the warmth of your arms
Or let the poison flow down*

Lord,
Tell me it's alright
When I begin to think not
A part I have fallen each and every night
I can only climb
As far as I can reach
A captivated thought


Lord*,
Hold out your hand
Don't let me drown in defeat
Let the hollow pain I hold onto
Drown and leave
2015 Isabella Rose, Title "Chapter 1" (lord) poem
Purple Rain Dec 2015
"Before the overdose"

*Liars and fake friends
Im undesirable to only them
Tear drops mark the floor like Broken glass,
Broken glass mark the scars on my arm
Like the friends of the past

In the present
My brain is wired to the never-ending thought
Of why they hide their face behind a stone cold mask
Of why the endless thought
Makes my heart feel like
shattered glass

Till this day I'm popping pills,
Making sure no friends will ever come my path
Till this day I walk lonely marking the path to God
Swallowing down all these pills making it my last
These pills already swallowed down
will **** me fast
2015 Isabella-Rose "Holding On"
Purple Rain Dec 2015
Unable to ever win
No more fight I can give
The raindrops that fall beneath my skin,
As my lurking shadow hides among the wind
I'm Closer then I've ever been,
waking up fighting all my sins

No more he can forgive
No more pain I can relive
I'd always thought I'd come home
tell him what I found was my own
Joy Beneath the crowds,
And unmarked lands
I'd think to tell him,
My freedom was among the riverbanks and sand
2015 Isabella Rose  chapter 3 pt.1 "No more to give"
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