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Isabelle Emily Oct 2019
But in another time or place, things could have been different.
I think I loved you but I cannot give an accurate response since I am inexperienced in such things
Oh what a shame, things could have been different,but honey life isn't as simple as , one,two, and three
"All I do is lose but baby all I want is to win," is no better understanding of the feelings lingering now
Life doesn't play itself out to be that way, and honey I hold no resentment, I hold no anger, and I find no blame in you, and neither in myself
I will allow myself the time to regain composure and continue forth
I never expected forever from you, I simply longed for the now.
But that isn't what you want, and honey that's okay
In another time or place, things could have been different, but for now they'll remain the same
And honey, that's okay
Rejection.
Isabelle Emily Sep 2019
Ever sweet and ever loving-
The times were ever changing.
Malicious and fearsome-
The times were dense with resentment.
Tainted and taken;
Downward and mistaken.
Disillusions and inner turmoil-
Took control and destructed with mayhem.
The ever loving and sweet things were long forgotten,
And twisted and made rotten, through the illusions you’ve spoken.
The question remains, what have you to gain?
Perception has been warped and lies wired and reword with the intention to disarray.
The cloths of fabrication wrap perfectly along your body.
The deceit.
The resentment.
The lies;
The ill intentions-
have coveted the means for resonance and rehabilitation
In the sense of self preservation-
In the sense in which you lack and cannot maintain.
If you know then you know
Isabelle Emily Jan 2019
I loved you
before I loved
myself
And now
that you're gone
I know
where I went wrong
.
Isabelle Emily Oct 2017
I'm beautiful.
I'm beautiful because I said I am.

I'm beautiful because my eyes crinkle when I throw my head back and laugh boisterously at a stupid joke I made myself.

I'm beautiful when I smile lazily and my double chin peeks through the polaroid that effortlessly captures my features.

I'm beautiful because, after many years of being told I don't fit into the spectrum of socially accepted beauty, I laughed and told them to *******.

I'm beautiful because all the years of self-loathing and self-doubt erased the moment I said I'm beautiful.

I'm beautiful and there isn't a soul alive who can convince me otherwise.
just a reminder.
Isabelle Emily Oct 2014
The stars shine bright

Such truth they project.

Most realest I've ever seen.

Dead, but they still shine bright.

Gives millions of people

Hopes & dreams.

When they ask me, what I want to be.

I'll look up and say the stars.

Because the stars are what we believe
Are what we see.

The stars.

Is who, I want to be.
Isabelle Emily Sep 2014
When the ashes hit the sea
The walls inside of me
Shattered.

When I opened my mouth to speak
The word caught in my throat
""brother."

When I stopped dreaming
The child inside of me
Died.

When my plea's went ignored
I turned away
Ashamed.

When I wanted to get better

It was far too

Late.
Nov 9th
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