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Isabella Watson May 2016
I talk all the time,
But that doesn't mean that I am heard.
Because much like the music you hear on the radio,
Words only have meaning
if there's someone to listen.

-i.w.
my words are not as poetic as music.
Isabella Watson Apr 2016
walking past with no hellos, there was a time you would've spoke.
inspired by one way relationships and deadly silence
Isabella Watson Apr 2016
I thought I was yours,
I could have sworn you were mine,
But when I looked at the clock
I saw our love was out of time.
-i.w.
Here's to people without a clock to look at
Isabella Watson Apr 2016
You are very much like the moon phases,
Yet you are not very much like the moon.
Like the tides you give yourself in phases,
And you're always back by the afternoon.
You are very much like the fall at prime,
Yet you're not very much like any season.
Cause although your leaves never fall on time,
Unlike years, you never change, despite reason.
You are very much like morning coffee,
Yet not very much like afternoon tea.
Although you can always get me talking,
One thing you are not for me, is healthy.

Like these things, you are just a piece of me.
I do not need you in order to breathe.
-i.w.
Happy birthday William Shakespeare
I heard you started smoking,
and I hope
it makes you realize
what you did to me
when you become so addicted
to something that kills you.

And when you finally
find the strength to stop,
years from now,
you'll still find yourself
missing it.

I hope you think of me when
the smoke escapes
your lungs.

-k.w// cigarettes & metaphors
I have totally not written in forever because I can't find a way to put my thoughts into words! This one is kinda weak, but it'll have to do for now.
I'll pretend that when you lean in,
that you've never kissed anyone
the same way you kiss me.

And my heart breaks
when you struggle to remember the names
of all your past lovers
(You call them all mistakes)
because I know,
someday,
you'll do the same to me.

And I see the parts of you
that are broken,
but promise me that
you'll remember my name
and you'll never see me as
another one of
your mistakes.
And when I believed
that no one could ever fix me
and make me feel whole again,
he did.

And when tears were
streaming down my cheeks
and I thought no one would ever
lift my face towards the sun,
he did.

And when I shouted words
that no one understood
and everyone eventually stopped listening,
he still did.

And when I finally
felt unstoppable
and like I had the world at my fingertips,
and no one could ever take that away from me,

he ******* did.

-k.w// He Did
heartache never rests
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