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Isabella James Feb 2011
so many memories
crammed into this head
so many memories
that i've come to dread

so many things
that were once so grand
so many stories
i'll tell without your hand

so many dreams
that are lost in all the clutter
so many hopes
that i wouldn't dare mutter

so many wishes
that have yet to come true
so many wishes
that made up me and you

so many thoughts
that i've yet to think
so many poisons
i should like to drink

but i've got so many memories
locked away inside
so many memories
that stayed though you have died
Isabella James Feb 2011
I cut it out slow,
Just to feel the pain.
I stab out my eyes,
So they no longer may rain.

I break down my wall,
So there's nothing to hide.
I plaster on a smile,
They don't see what's inside.

I make myself cheery,
When the world grows sad.
I make myself calm,
Even though I'm so mad.

I look to the sun,
Yet hide in this night.
I make myself brave,
Though I'm filled with fright.

I cut myself fast,
Just to know that I feel.
I **** myself slow,
To know that it's real.
And i now know it is....
Isabella James Feb 2011
I cut it out slow,
Just to feel the pain.
I stab out my eyes,
So they no longer may rain.

I break down my wall,
So there's nothing to hide.
I plaster on a smile,
They don't see what's inside.

I make myself cheery,
When the world grows sad.
I make myself calm,
Even though I'm so mad.

I look to the sun,
Yet hide in this night.
I make myself brave,
Though I'm filled with fright.

I cut myself fast,
Just to know that I feel.
I **** myself slow,
To know that it's real.
And i now know it is....
Isabella James Dec 2010
Half alive but mostly dead.

Half smiling but filled with dread.

Half awake yet still asleep.

Half a heart that you can not keep.

Half of the pain tries to hide.

Half your hope is held inside.

Half a person and half a slave.

Half dead but already in a grave.

'Cause you're only half alive....
Isabella James Dec 2010
I know what they see,
What they think they know.
I know what they hear,
Silence like snow.

I know how they are,
All covered with guck.
I know who they know,
The souls that they ****

I know,
How I know.
That they take all the hearts,
Make them their show.

But they hide this part,
The hate that they do.
They hide it behind the mask,
That says "I love you."

So you see,
Their not a real lover.
For everything that they really are,
Has a cover.
Isabella James Dec 2010
Stare straight ahead,
Don't look beside you,
Or you'll be filled with dread.

He's not really there,
NO
      NO
            NO
It's just a whisper in your hair.


Just stare right at the wall,
Because you already know
You've lost it all.

He was nothing to you,
NOTHING
                  NOTHING
                                    NOTHING
But a love that wasn't true.

So don't look like you never knew,
For you always could tell,
That he was just passing through.
Isabella James Nov 2010
I warned you, but you didn't listen.
I warned you, but you don't hear.
I told you, she's a heartbreak.
But it just went through you ear.

So now I am here, just **abandoned
.
Here I am, so alone.
I promised you, I'd never call.
Yet here I am staring at the phone.

The tears were many, a thousand more.
The heartbreak hurtful, and god so strong.
With all this pain, deep down inside.
I always thought, we'd go on for so long.

So she's pretty now, but beauty is fleeting.
Figure is youth, but a heart is undying.
So when you grown, with children many.
Always remember the girl, you left crying.
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