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Iz Nov 2018
An extra seven years is
Added to my life
Everytime someone
Says
“I love your writing”
Iz Nov 2018
Metal
Gore grind
Alternative
Rap
I want to draw
As I flip through my colorful music selection on my phone I’ve been adding to for the past 7 years
I regret not painting my heart out of my chest
And drawing until my wrists shrivel up and fall off
All I do is write
And it’s
Never enough
I stuff myself into a shell
And refuse to get out
When will I be me again?
Iz Nov 2018
The radio is loud
The wind is touching me in ways it never had before
I am full
And traffic is nonexistent
It’s 10:26
I’m a little high
A lot drunk
My moms sleeping at home
If only she knew
This is the most I’ve felt in weeks
Maybe she would understand
I get nothing done
Because there’s nothing to work for
I’m numb
Iz Nov 2018
I gaze into your eyes
And suddenly
I
Am
Whole
Iz Nov 2018
I know I’ll always love you
Both of you
She is my other half
And you are my home
Our breath is one
Our bodies
Submissive to the chemsetry
We are one a temple of new hope
A trio of the gods picking
Iz Nov 2018
He has the greenest eyes
That stare right into your soul
He strides on over melting his body onto the bed
Relaxed and unworried
I love this cool cat
Iz Nov 2018
To be a flower
In a desert
Is to have
Beauty
In the absence of eyes to
see it
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