With every breath I sell my soul
To feel the touch that this Void stole
The stars keep tumbling down
They can never stay
With every breath I sell my soul
To see the lights that this Void stole
The dawn will never come
It has gone away
With every breath I sell my soul
To tread the path that this Void stole
But the world still turns
It knows no other way
And with every breath I've sold my soul
To the Void that stole it all
---by Issa
Thursday, April 28, 2011
The truth is, you're an asshole.
* * *
The question of You & Me Can be answered just by Proximity You'll see I can make you fall in love with me.
* * *
Some days are harder than the rest.
What a nightmare.
* * *
I whispered secrets in your ear
Only to watch you disappear
Once you were the sun and moon
Now both have set before noon
Never forget who wasn't there
Never forget who didn't care
* * *
Naive Orleans - Anberlin
Come and go now as you please Your actions write the melodies To the songs that we sing And you just sing
And I finally found that life goes on without you And my world still turns when you're not around
Is this the way you want it? Is this the way it has to be? Sitting here beside you But my heart's lost in New Orleans
Dreams come clever Hearts now severed Difference of forever And I am lost there
And I finally found that life goes on without you And my world still turns when you're not around And I finally found that life goes on without you And my world still turns when you're not around
And I finally found that all
Your actions write the melodies
To the songs that we sing
Your actions write the melodies
To the songs that we sing
And you just sing along out loud, yeah
Come and go now as you please Your actions write the melodies To the songs that we sing And you just sing
And I finally found that life goes on without you And my world still turns when you're not around And I finally found that life goes on without you And my world still turns when you're not around
And I finally found that all
Your actions write the melodies
To the songs that we sing
Your actions write the melodies
To the songs that we sing
And you just sing along out loud
---Issa reflected at 11:20 PM
Saturday, December 18, 2010
That might be true today... but tomorrow is a different day.
* * *
Promises, Promises
You promised me all the time in the world We didn't have to do it all today There was tomorrow And the day after tomorrow I should relax We have all the time in the world
You promised me you'd grow up for me So that someday we could get married Have kids and a house with a library We'd be together till our hair turned gray I should have faith You'd grow up for me
You promised me you would never leave me That you would love me forever You would be there for me Always - no matter what I shouldn't worry You would never leave me
You promised me it was over with her There was only me I was all you could see I was all that you would ever see I shouldn't be paranoid It was over with her
You promised me so many things They were bright and beautiful Like stars that filled my sky with hope But always too far from reach I shouldn't have been so gullible They were only promises of so many, many things
* * *
Maybe I just... need to put myself out there. Maybe I won't get lightning and magic every time but I have to move on.
I have to allow myself these little pieces of happiness wherever I might find them because I can't just live my life pining after someone that, despite some inexplicable connection... will never, ever be the one for me.
I need to get myself back, little by little.
---Issa reflected at 1:46 PM
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
I wish you didn't look so good to me right now.
I'm better than I have been for weeks but a sad hollowness has set in.
What am I going to do?
I wonder if you meant to do it.
Of course not. It had to be an accident.
It was such a challenge fighting the urge not to respond.
My heart aches for any semblance of your presence.
I have never cried for any one boy so much. My tears could fill oceans. Tears that sometimes feel like blood.
* * *
Gamble
A pleasant surprise was the start of the demise. An ill-judged game of chance, lost in just one glance.
It was elation, it was bliss. Oh the joy of hit and miss! But rules change along the way - promises turn into lies you say.
I wish I had called your bluff. I wish I knew when enough was enough. Now you’ve won and winner takes all. And I have nothing left from the fall.
* * *
I'm so tired of this roller coaster ride.
He loves me, he loves me not.
This is the last nail on the coffin.
This time... it really is over.
---Issa reflected at 11:18 PM
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I've always loved scrapbooks. They're like photo albums crossed with diaries mixed in with a knick-knack box. They tell a story like nothing else.
It's fascinating when you look back at the things you've collected over the years and you decide to put them all together. You think about chronology and patterns... how they fit together... how they make sense... how exactly they influenced you and made you the person that you are today.
You augment things and dress them up. You decide which memories to include and which to throw away.
Everything that didn't make sense before suddenly do and you wonder how that happened. Even once painful memories look beautiful.
* * *
I just thought I meant a little bit more to you that you would wait a little before you replaced me.
If you only knew how much I loved you and how deeply I cared maybe you wouldn't be so insensitive.
All I wanted was a little bit of respect. How could you be so cruel?
I've done a lot of things wrong but I certainly don't deserve this.
But I forgive you. If you're happy...
I forgive you.
Good God, I am truly pathetic.
---Issa reflected at 8:45 AM
Saturday, September 25, 2010
I haven't been here since forever.
What do I do now?
Please don't tell me it's over.
Whore. Prostitute. Slut. LOSER.
What is she doing?
How was I ever stupid enough to believe that this time would be different?
They never care as much as they're supposed to - as much as you.
Do I matter at all?
Please don't make me regret giving you everything.
It's like my time isn't running out.
I only want to spend my last few days with you and all you want to do is squander it all away.
It hurts like you don't even know.
Do you even really love me?
I don't have all the time in the world to wait for the answer.
If you don't care then what are we doing - what is the point?
Am I just some blown up infatuation?
My GOD.
I guess I'm coming to terms with how stupid I've allowed myself to be yet again.
You're all that matters to me now. But that's a one-sided thing, right?
Screw you.
If I was dying, would that make a difference?
I hate you.
Why can't you just be here?
I would have done it for you.
---Issa reflected at 2:47 AM
Friday, June 25, 2010
I miss...
There's no way around it.
I wish you wouldn't take it out on me.
It's hard enough as it is.
Why must you chase down something that you only wish to set free?
You cannot change that which is set into stone.
Take it or leave it.
The last thing you thought you'd find at the end of this road seems to be what you now reap.
Perhaps you should leave.
What is left for you here?
Things go so vastly out of plan.
Do you feel this too?
Say you do.
This is a fool's dream.
How can I not think about it that way? This is all I ever wanted.
I forgot about you for a while.
I hate that it's so effortless for you. You must've always been the perfect one.
Even now it all seems so unlikely.
I guess all I have to do is wait for it to be over and go down swinging.
I never thought it would all go this fast.
I need to do something more productive with my life. Seriously.
I am undeniably bored.
I love you but sometimes you really piss me the fuck off!
"You can't always get what you want."
Ah, what shall I do when it all unravels before me?
---Issa reflected at 6:44 PM
Thursday, April 15, 2010
It's really easy to be rude when you have the option of anonymity.
I am astounded at your maturity level.
People and their hypocrisy. It's almost amusing.
Of course you all must be holier than thou.
Is there even a decision to make?
Just say it! Then it can all be over. We can move on and forget this shit ever happened.
That's what you really want right?
Otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to forget.
You think I care. Aw, that's so CUTE!
You're like a martian.
Watching this just makes me so aware.
I don't like it.
I don't get this shit.
It's pretty simple, you know? Yes or no.
This is probably one thing you could own up to in a blink.
I should have known better. How many times do I have to read the same story to know that she dies in the end? GOD! Seriously.
Do I feel like dying? No. I just feel extremely stupid. I knew this was going to happen. Why did I let it?
I do have a pattern.
Figure it out for chrissakes!
You may have it all but the thing about it is, no one seems to want it.
Get it together.
Shit happens. Move the fuck on.
Forget you. Forget this.
I can't even be angry. All there is... is sadness. And disappointment. As always.
No wonder I'm getting sick all the goddamn time.
Shit.
All this pressure to succeed, to choose, to be... JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!
For once can't you just let me live my life? Haven't I given enough?
---Issa reflected at 11:35 AM
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