Isolophobe : Writing

But you are...

But you are...

A Poem by Isolophobe


While we huddled In the backseat like Once loved carcasses You slept and drank from God's hands. I molded my body to yours and you Still slept. ..
hardly

hardly

A Poem by Isolophobe


a point in crying anymore. Or yelling back. Or explaining my position as a trashed mask. I just wish I could hold all your ears For one second. A..
oh that ...that....that....that feeling dry in our chests again

oh that ...that....that....that feeling dry in our..

A Poem by Isolophobe


Love is but one Big, attracting coincidence That we take credit for. With arrogant noses set high Like sails, we let nothing Blow us where we be..
Her being nobody

Her being nobody

A Poem by Isolophobe


She identified her self as nobody. So when he took all he wanted and left Her with nothing, all she ever had, He felt fine with what he had done. ..
Ohhhh yes, you brave man

Ohhhh yes, you brave man

A Poem by Isolophobe


I can do it I can do it I can do it I CAN'T DO IT Oh but you can screams some greedy box of regrets and fears Hope is the only thing left that ..
The adults that never grew up

The adults that never grew up

A Poem by Isolophobe


In love, War, or whatever combination of both it takes to finish off a once palpitating and joyous relationship, adults will never grow tired ..
And we were proud of what we endured

And we were proud of what we endured

A Poem by Isolophobe


Some day you will die. But moments or minutes before You will think about your life. If you're smart, you will realize You wasted time. If you'..
To remain unsaid

To remain unsaid

A Poem by Isolophobe


I think it is most bewildering How little we mention sex to each other. All the beautiful bodies I watch, But none I touch or tell what I'd do with..
Break me apart, walk over the pieces

Break me apart, walk over the pieces

A Poem by Isolophobe


My will is a w***e My will is a w***e I give myself to everyone And get nothing more My will is no god My will is no god But it creates my hell ..
Dogs from hell.

Dogs from hell.

A Poem by Isolophobe


You ever watch a dog Enter a room full of people, Maybe not full, but there are a few individuals In the room, And the dog wanders in, sniffs a l..


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