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8.3k · Nov 2018
Grudges
Iz Nov 2018
If anger was poison
I would be dead
I must learn to move on
2.4k · Nov 2018
Shooting star
Iz Nov 2018
Johnny Mathis was playing
On your Isuzu Rodeo radio

I was on the hood of your car
In your arms
Your lips pressed so tenderly against
Mine

I looked at you and we both looked up
And there a shooting star was to greet us and
As Johnny Mathis’ Sweet voice was singing
“ the last time I felt like this I was falling in love...”
I knew, this was the first time I had felt like this and I was falling in love
With you
this actually happened to me
1.6k · Feb 2021
Lasting Impressions
Iz Feb 2021
There’s strangers I’ve loved unconditionally,
In train stations and subways their eyes have met mine,
In checkout lines and park trails their words have left me comforted
In the ugliness of it all strangers have shown me beauty
For it’s not about the time you’ve known someone
But the relentless respect and adoration they’ve shown you
In this angry world I’ve found happiness I carry with me through all of my days
There’s smiles engrained so deeply in my heart I can’t help but feel their warmth
theres strangers in this world that I have
loved, and there are strangers who have loved me
Tell somebody something nice today <3
1.5k · Dec 2018
Stoned and cold
Iz Dec 2018
its 99 cents for any cup of
Coffee
MakeDamnSure is playing on the radio
It’s colder outside than last night
But last night I was woozy
From the *****
And it could have actually been colder than it is tonight
The alcohol makes me warm with feelings that get to finally creep from the shadows
You know even I get tired of keeping it all in sometimes
#mundane
1.5k · Apr 2019
Wildfire
Iz Apr 2019
You make me melt
Like butter on hot skillets
Before you cook us steak
And I mash the potatoes right next to you
Even when they’re under salted you tell me
You wouldn’t want to eat anything else
Your eyes are a fire too hot to touch
But whats better than burning love
The kind that leaves you in ashes
I sizzled and I sparked but now I am one with the flame
It causes my skin to bubble my hair to smoke
But the heats so **** hypnotic
I want to rest in your arms smoldering forever
1.4k · Oct 2018
Character
Iz Oct 2018
The sheets are a deep teal
The cat has a UTI and is ******* blood
Theres a bowl next to me,
Half smoked
You’re touching my ***
But I can’t shake the thought
Of never being enough for you
We live together
We sleep in the same bed
You pop my pimples
I check your eyes for styes
I scratch your hair
You hold me when I cry
But in the mists of it all
I feel I fell short somewhere between the *** stained sheets and the moments we can’t breath because we’re laughing too hard
I feel it lies somewhere in my character that I will forever fall short
Insecure and ******
1.2k · Oct 2022
Long Time No See
Iz Oct 2022
What’s it like on the other side
Where the rivers meet the sky
What’s it like without me
Standing by your side
What’s it like to be so far
But feel so close some nights
I wish I could just feel your touch
One more time

But goodbye
Farewell
We’ll meet in another
Life
1.2k · Oct 2018
3’ off
Iz Oct 2018
The chatter in the room is almost mundane
The woman behind me has a dog she’s keeping outside who the neighbors aren’t too fond of because he’s a bit loud at night
I got to my hair appointment almost 15 minuets late as I slipped through the door of the I suppose modern styled ‘Yellow Strawberry’ my mother was on the phone
She wears this head set that wraps around your neck and never realizes she yells when she is talking to people and it makes me cripplingly anxious
The mirrors are tall and filled with unimpressed faces glaring at us as my marvelous royal purple polyester velvet skirt glistens in the sunlight peeking in from the dropped shades
I mutter out the time of my appointment apologize that we are late and give them my name
I know it is spelt wrong in the computer, and the odds of one of the people in here having a dog named bella are unbelievable high
As I’m escorted back to my hair dressers station I remember, I need to repaint my chipped glittery red nail polish before I pick all of it off and feel disgusting
But this particular nail polish is extremely difficult to get off and I regret every-time I paint my nails with it
But it looks so ******* beautiful in the sunlight and my lover adores the color against my almost porcelain  like skin so I indulge from now and again
I am here to hopefully cut about three inches off of my hair, it’s getting too long it sits painfully at about an inch or two below my shoulders
Four months ago I cut off about 10 inches and I felt about 50 pounds of anxiety lift from my chest
I think my fears started to manifest in my curls and the knots that kept returning reminding me over and over again I needed a desperate change
And now I’m finding myself approaching another much needed change, it’s nice
1.1k · Aug 2019
Paper clips and pocket lint
Iz Aug 2019
I sit and watch
As an elderly man eats a 79 cent ice cream
From the local gas station that resides at the end of my neighborhood
It’s 10:02 P.M. and my head hurts
It’s hurt for two weeks
everyday the same pain greets me
with the piercing sensation of someone pressing their thumbs so deeply into my eyes then wiggling them around in the ajar sockets like a bowling ball too big to grasp
I’m tired of breathing this insatiable need for oxygen burdens me to no end
I can’t feel my toes I’ve stood too long
Blood pools in my feet as my chest half heartedly pumps blood wearily through this haunted frame
I can’t close my eyes all I see is what I’ve lived
This worn down shabby life worth two paper clips and some pocket lint at best
994 · Oct 2018
Fish Need Nicotine too
Iz Oct 2018
To say I didn’t love you
Is like tying a rope to a seed and placing the noose around your neck then waiting for the tree to grow,
As if the ****** knuckles on walls and tears in our pillows wasn’t a strong enough love,
Like a bear hybernating in winter just trusting it won’t be slaughtered in its slumber,
While fish need nicotine too,
The way you held my hand and kissed my cheek was utterly time stopping,
Forever has never seemed so bitter and short like cigarette butts in the rivers,
I Loved You
Old poem I found figured I’d post :)
960 · Nov 2018
Found it!
Iz Nov 2018
It was cold
Your eyes were glazed
The sky was dark and eerie
Your boots soaked in blood
My shirt had black and white stripes
My jeans black with embroidered red roses
You were tall
Handsome
Really a true catch
Your music drew me in
Along with your intoxicating persona
This is what I’ve been looking for I thought
And it was
I was so glad to finally have found what
I had been searching my whole life for
Iz Dec 2018
Snot drips from your nose
Tears trickle down your face
Like crystals in this light
And I know
I know I am no longer enough
I know it is me
Who’s brough you this pain you’ve been feeling
I know it’s me who stole the peace
In your once serene being
852 · Jul 2019
Stress disorder
Iz Jul 2019
You’ve left me trapped in
Memories too vile to escape
I run and I run but you’re always
Inches away
Every time I think I’ve beat you you’re
Hands grip my frame and I scratch and I claw but you always pull me back
into your disgusting embrace
836 · Oct 2018
Nowhere
Iz Oct 2018
I live in a nowhere town
Doing nowhere things
In my nowhere clothes
On nowhere days
With my nowhere friends
In our nowhere cars
We watch the nowhere sunsets
And sit in nowhere sands
We walk the nowhere preserves
And we read the nowhere magazines
But maybe one day I’ll crawl out of this nowhere hole
And I’ll be somewhere
796 · Jan 2019
In the winter we rot
Iz Jan 2019
Our love smells like gasoline
And alcohol
On these honest talkative nights
You showed me how to spiral out of control
And fly off the edge like it meant nothing to me
You located the spots in which I had never known were there
Like a book you read me and a garden you watered me
Our love it was nuclear
It was mutant
It’s sad Radiohead songs on long drives late at night
It’s the cigarette smoke stains so pungent on the roof on your old rodeo you could smell it as much as you could see it
****** noses in the cold
Seeing your breath but not being able to distinguish it from the smoke
Broken bottles and empty pipes
Cashed bowls and vomiting out of car doors
This is what it felt like
To really truly fall in love  
Waking up the night after still fully dressed
And in your makeup
It’s a *****, grungy, stinky, sticky,messy, wreckless life I live
But I live it loving you because it’s the only thing I want to do
781 · Dec 2018
Favorite
Iz Dec 2018
You don’t like to pick favorites
You dont like to narrow your interests down to one
That should have been my warning
I coundnt be your only love
Iz Apr 2019
Falling in love
Feels quite similar
To doing your first whippit
Tingly and warm
Oblivious to what’s around you
703 · Apr 2019
Journey through time
Iz Apr 2019
I wish I could bring myself back
To when I was me, again
588 · Dec 2018
Loveless in the west
Iz Dec 2018
You’re the robber
Holding the trains in my
Heart up
You demand all my insides
I hand them over
You demand hostages I provide
Every person I have ever been
But somehow it’s not enough
This life made you greedy
It robbed you of your love
579 · Oct 2018
<3
Iz Oct 2018
<3
I had the opposite of
cold feet
when I met you
<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
551 · Feb 2019
Seasons
Iz Feb 2019
I am spring
In love with winter
550 · Nov 2018
Immortal
Iz Nov 2018
An extra seven years is
Added to my life
Everytime someone
Says
“I love your writing”
528 · Nov 2018
Gravel
Iz Nov 2018
The mountains turn to seas
When I lay in your arms
496 · Oct 2018
Baconator fries
Iz Oct 2018
I just spent the last 30 minuets crying into my boyfriends chest
In the middle of my tear fest I choked out
“can we get Wendy’s?”
I’m a ***** for a good emotional binge
488 · Jan 2019
Blind
Iz Jan 2019
We only see
What our eyes
Are meant to see
473 · Nov 2018
Inconsistent
Iz Nov 2018
My writing does not hit
As hard as it once did
The bullets I shoot from my mouth
They are not nearly as precise
Is it possible
I’m losing my
Ability to
Write
461 · Feb 2019
Seasons
Iz Feb 2019
Your hands are soft as snow
But warm like the sun
454 · Nov 2018
A four loko and a good time
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
452 · Mar 2019
Put on pause
Iz Mar 2019
There’s dirt and dried lavender squished so deeply into the carpet it can probably hear the ****** screaming from hell below
Similar to the roots so deeply imbedded in soil they forget there is the light of day above wanting so desperately to greet them
I understand the fear of having nothing left to hide
Secrecy becomes security and procrastination is a comfort
Maybe I should vacuum and sage out the lurking demons But I’ve found a peace in the chaos
I think I’m really scared to just hear the silence in this worn down home
Because that means it’ll be time to move on
And I don’t want to move or let go
450 · Dec 2018
Lost and found
Iz Dec 2018
What hurt you so bad
That you lost your compassion
What was it?
Iz Mar 2019
Smudged makeup became the usual
With puffy eyes and bruised fists
Knees so painful I can’t leave bed
A back that feels broken
Its like I’m flying through the forest at a 100 miles an hour and I keep hitting everything
I’m so wreckless and so scared
I never thought this is who I’d be
I wrote this while I was blacked out
431 · Dec 2018
Soft inside
Iz Dec 2018
Now
You see me
Now you don’t
I hide behind barriers
I draw lines
And I don’t cross them
My walls are high
My mirrors they are confusing
The smoke it’s thick
And I
I am scared to let anyone in
431 · Nov 2018
Gasping for air
Iz Nov 2018
She drove her car into
The canal
Where my heart once lay
And I felt the absent pains
Of the limbs I once owned
And I almost
Drowned with her
419 · Nov 2018
Groggy
Iz Nov 2018
I am drained
Sluggish
Unmotivated
Tired
I try waking up earlier,
I try giving myself an extra 30 minuets for sleep
Nothing helps
I sit and stare
Like a brain dead zombie
I don’t know what to say
I know I could do better
I could make myself work
I could push forward and hope to gain the motivation and strength to continue
But even the little things that used to be so simple I could do them in my sleep seem monumental to me now
I don’t know if my problems got bigger
Or I got smaller
But they’re definitely not being dealt with today
414 · Oct 2018
Regression
Iz Oct 2018
I can’t look you in the eyes
I can’t do my work
I can’t crawl out of bed for more than ten minutes at a time
My bones feel like paper and my skin feels like a jacket that’s two sizes too small and I can’t wiggle around enough to stretch it in the slightest
It’s like everything I once was oozed out of me all at once and I’m just a fleshy shell
I wish to regress to a simpler time
Say, being five and ignorant naturally
When all I was upset about was sharing toys or seeing my dad
I hate these big girl problems
The time it takes to heal
I want to get upset about dropping my animal crackers again then my punishment is taking a nap, I’m tired of feelin as if all I am doing is turning the wrong corner every chance I get, I didn’t think this is who I would ever be
408 · Jan 2019
Mourning the long dead
Iz Jan 2019
I’m drunk
And I am sad
For the death of us
It was monumental
For We are just rotting corpses
Of our once great bodies
Living in routine
Afraid to break away
And realize
There is more to life
Than love till death
407 · Jun 2019
Hello, poetry
Iz Jun 2019
It’s been awhile
My nail beds grew brittle since the last time we spoke
My hair a shade or so darker
the cat has another uti and the dryer broke
Again
Won’t run for more than 10 without shutting off
They say it’s the tube it runs up the wall and pops out the roof
How stupid
It’s a fire hazard and just a **** big inconvenience
Every night we’ve spent pulling in and out of that laundry mat
Me legs feel like they’re stuck in molasses
This life is but to fast for a sugary sweet like me
I dream of dimes in the dozens and I’m not talking about change
Big lights and big bucks all coming my way
But I wake up in the same room
Living this same life
And i try so desperately to close my eyes
but those dreams aren’t what’s meant for this life
And I know it
407 · Nov 2018
Just words
Iz Nov 2018
My poetry
It means
Nothing
When I can’t
Share it
With you
377 · Nov 2018
Roots in sand
Iz Nov 2018
To be a flower
In a desert
Is to have
Beauty
In the absence of eyes to
see it
363 · Dec 2018
Break
Iz Dec 2018
I don’t think
I’ll ever love you again
The same way I did
When I saw fireworks in your eyes
And Supernovas in your soul
361 · Feb 2019
Reason
Iz Feb 2019
You should never apologize
For doin the right thing
It’s only natural
359 · Feb 2019
Early years
Iz Feb 2019
I used to sit outside of liquor stores
For the beast who helped make me
Dripping in sweat with frizzy pig tails
And curly blonde hair
***** clothes that were too small, blisters on my feet
Bubblegum overchewed leaving a sour taste in the back of my throat but i keep squishing it between my teeth
***** hands with little fingers
Small body no dreams
I was clueless
I’d make mud pies in the sunlight on hot summer days
Florida has never been beautiful to me
But it’s where I’ve always lived
The palm trees are rough and the sand sticks to your toes
Coyotes often roamed the areas so I wasn’t permitted to go out at night
Orange trees sit in the backyard dying of disease
They’re sick and twisted, they reminded me of me
I’d **** squirrels and birds in me free time
I never felt a single thing
My eyes were blank and emotionless
I was only a child when you did this to me
My memories are bad but what I remember is vivid
352 · Nov 2018
Forests
Iz Nov 2018
Looking into his eyes
Felt like
               F
             A
           L
         L
          I
            N
               G
back to earth
But I was not fearing the impact
The thought of the trees so deeply rooted in his mind piercing me was not intimidating
I was excited for the impact
Almost ecstatic
I felt the wind beneath me so desperately trying to hold me up
It was no use
I had already fallen so hard and too fast
The forests you offered me were perfect
I was ready for impact
B
     O
   O
        M
I was in love
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 Oct 2018
To the lizards getting stuck behind my window screen,
I understand the feeling of confusion and panic,
like the beautiful flowers obliterated in harsh storms and the flies stuck aimlessly flying in dining halls with no escape,
I truly understand,
It's never easy being so alone
329 · Dec 2018
For those never heard
Iz Dec 2018
YOUR TRAUMA
IS NOT DETERMINED
BY
YOUR AGE
YOUR TRAUMA
IS VALID
NO MATTER HOW OLD YOU ARE
NO MATTER WHAT RACE YOU ARE
NO MATTER YOUR ****** ORIENTATION
NO MATTER WHAT YOUR JOB IS
YOUR TRAUMA WILL ALWAYS BE VALID
KEEP DOING WHATEVER IT TAKES TO HEAL THAT PAIN
No one can deny you of the love and understanding you deserve, I hear you, I hear your stories, I feel your pain, the pain I know runs deeper than flesh, I am proud of you and how far you have gotten and how much you have healed
326 · Nov 2018
The women with no insides
Iz Nov 2018
I love you so much, I feel so empty without you here, like my whole being walked out with you and left my flesh rotting in this room
321 · Dec 2018
Once there was solitude
Iz Dec 2018
There is a silence in nature
The mutual law
That we have disrupted
Now chaos reigns
320 · Jan 2019
Cancer
Iz Jan 2019
There’s a hole in your throat
Where your harsh words
were once birthed
Your once strong exterior
Is now slouching flesh
You’re wrinkled, worn
The chemo left you sick
Iz Jul 2019
They say where there is a will there is a way
But you tell me there’s no will inside you yet promise you know the way
As we walk over puddles through marshes and under the trees I begin to realize
You lied to me
This is no path we’ve taken but the road to our end and that is where we find ourselves tired and broken ceasing to go on brittle and beaten
Like a worn sickly dog
forward is a must to which I lack the will
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