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Isa-Kwon

PO# 544585
United States
United States
A Revived Muse
April 21, 2018
 



  'Suicide' Note

That’s it, that’s all I can do.

They can only take action of what my voice wasn't assigned to.

As I breath daily, I think I can come out the purpose of something.

But now my weakness is that I cry for nothing.

I  allow trails speed down my chin

Just because I have no traps to store them behind the lids.

The emotions on my smolder heart is my biggest weakness.

The things done  hammered bruises over delicate areas.

The things its heard smothered with hot nicotine on the bruises until it became delirious.

I can cry at anything without any acceptable reason.


When can I freely recite what we say is wrong?

When can I isolate myself w...

DAY OF TRUTH
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April 17, 2018
 

He waited holding back strongly the entire drive home leaving his books in the passenger side.

The slamming door thrown by his hands stopped on footsteps that lead to the the attic.

His low budget office.

His sanctuary.

Her hiding spot.

Her most favorite place.

His that soon became theirs.

Retrieving his favorites and running up.

Triangular, tiny, scrappy, paint chipped off, hidden with framed pictures.

A ravens desk with a Manila lamp and dozens of cleansed decorative used plastic coffee cups.

His office. Her first place to look for him in His
sanctuary. Their sanctuary.

His gaze stops down at the spot stained with clay petite handprints when she tripped from running...

ORIGINAL
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April 16, 2018
Leander, United States

Today’s Self Battle.

Mind: That’s enough for now, you should stop.

Heart: Just a few more.

Mind: Only one full day validation.

Heart: I just feel so lonely.

Mind: You’re nothing but ashes anyway. Let’s get to work.

(Both begin writing.)

“So beautiful in a wedding dress..”

Heart: I’m still in control.

LOVE, HER
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April 15, 2018
Leander, United States

One night she wants to lose herself in love and lust,
Engulfing her in his embrace, pulling her closely.
Ghosting his lips over hers,
teasing the erotica excitement within her.
She wants him with his pepper kisses to cool her burning cheeks.
Heat on the sole of her palm steam his shoulders before moving onto his face.
Keeping her eyes shut each pause for breathing.
Light nibbles on his lip,
Leaving the overdose thoughts twirling around his head.
    
      “Baby, I want to die trapped in your chest. Show you how I love each and every part. If being with you is a crime, I’d accept thousand years of prison life.”

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KISS ME
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March 31, 2018
 


Over one letter he wrote out of his emotions

My eyes wanted to well with a few tears to shed.

Over dozens more dated older really touch spots softly within them.

Over another that had a beautiful photo of trees,

The cracks all over my heart begin crumbling again.

How do you feel what the writer is feeling when you

Are not the writer?

How do you feel any emotion over words from a stranger.

How does the writer use their words to make reader feel what they feel?

How does the writer use words to hope the reader will feel?

How can the writer have the reader hope for more written?

Would you call it obsessive?

What can you say about them?

And how can you ...

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April 13, 2018
 



True love to her meant a Mother's love, then self love.
       Next a love where all beloved family members
Gather around, in the living room, outside, the kitchen
and children playing on top of cloud nine.
Lastly, the true love of a bond that brings, fate, passion, and togetherness. All that with a God.


  
  Her mother still loves her, the family still  loves her.
Their last reunion all in black, tossing roses into a
perfect rectangle. Aging gaps unable to be filled.
She continues to miss him especially.
  The complete self love is either lost or was never really there.
Her heart isn't worthy enough to gift, and everything that was with God had all gone sour. Much ...

ENDLESS STARS
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April 10, 2018
 

She admits every time,

as she reads them every day...

She fell in love with his words.

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LOVE, HER
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April 9, 2018
 

Losing two loves of her life
In less than six months.

She woke up today.

And she felt dead...

And she wished to remain asleep
forever.

That never used to happen before...

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SPARKLING STAR
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April 7, 2018
 

Mi Tía Rosy,

Perdón por no a verte en tus segundos finales.

Perdón por no llorar suficiente lagrimas.

Mis recuerdos para ti no son suficientes pero sigues en mi alma.

Ahora no tengo nadie que me consuela el corazón.

Me odia más a mi rotado corazón por a doler ahora por ti.

It’s not fair.  

No quiero vivir ahora.

Quiero estar con ustedes.

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NOBODY IS PERFECT
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April 6, 2018
 

She keeps getting kicked around.

She keeps finding bruises in a place she is never able to touch.

She keeps pulling herself up for Earth is still moving and man is still breathing.

She’s lost her then confidence.

She’s lost her self love.

To where it makes a massive bruise down the middle.

She’s losing vulnerability in her writing.

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April 4, 2018
Leander, United States

I only yearn for you, to leave.

To leave now stranger.

To begin with your new life.

To begin a new love of passion

All I hope is that you flee

To a big city,

To New York

Or Chicago maybe.

With your intelligent mind

And focus on being fully satisfied again.

Find something that will satisfy you all your life.

And new romance.

That will take time though.

May it take years for you to be given someone who will truly return the fiery passion you had.

And deserve the beautiful sentences that most people wish for.

Fully mended

Writing new letters of how your yearned journey has perceived you.

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April 6, 2018
 

How can I dream about you loving my flaws?

How can I hope you’ll learn to love the emotions on my sleeves?

How can I wish for you to show me your tears if I won’t show mine?

How do you see me worthy?

“The same way you love my many flaws. The exact same way you call me ‘Perfectly Imperfect’

<3

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LETTRS LATTE
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March 29, 2018
 

To wake up to a notification that he was impressed with my most recent letter.

Makes me feel satisfied as a fan of his months before.

When it shows his name, I know he’s written more.

This time about three.

I only gave two hearts

Because one of his pain made me feel the bit of sentimental.

The eyes that wanted to well with tears over a stranger.

Feeling awful for him.

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DAY OF TRUTH
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March 28, 2018
Leander, United States

Yes,

I know that I, a twenty year old is worse than

A nine and seven year old.

I think I’m only crying because I know I’m not going to change because I realized I can’t.

I think I’m only crying because

I’m weak,

I’m soft,

I’m sensitive,

I wear my emotions on my sleeves,

I only cry for nothing

Then I willingly take blame on myself and the ashes of my smolder heart.

I only want to write and go to bed to rise early with my loving “drug” before the sun.

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DAY OF TRUTH
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March 20, 2018
Leander, United States

There are days where I think I will die of old age....

There are days where I feel like
I will be taken sooner any day now.

That never used to happen before.

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RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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March 20, 2018
Leander, United States





Typically my favorite kind of proposals are when both sides propose to each other, like Michael Arden and Andy Mientus.

Broadway Stars.

In another  point of my love story,

I’d be the one to propose first,

Whether on a day at work where we met...

Or maybe at home in the dark of the night just us with my dogs.  

While I let the dogs outside, he left to where our room was located.

In the room out of nowhere, as he is naturally,

He makes the twentieth very adorable gesture/saying,

"Marry Me!"

He whipped his head over to someone immediately shutting their mouth and eyes widened realizing what I had let slip out. The longer we stood without knowing what to ...

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March 20, 2018
 

Small Talk With Inner Demon
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“What are you going to do?”

“Nothing.”

“Are you going to cry?”

“No.”

“Are you going to throw a tantrum?”

“No”

“Are you going to commit suicide?”

“...No...”

“Are you going to change someday?”

“...I don’t know.”

“So what are you going to do? You can’t run away. You can’t disperse away. You don’t have the will to end your life. Dying won’t fix anything. You know better than to sell yourself to drug abuse. You shut yourself out forever. What are going to do now?”

....

She opens up Lettrs.

Originally Written Feb. 15.

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March 19, 2018
Leander, United States

In the uninterruptible
twilight...

My spine shivers sweetly while yours

Tainted by crops of red and scratches.

Drinking long gulps again.

Your teeth nibbling my crook above my collarbone.

Mine wetting your abdomen in languid manner.

Long forgotten is his spell,

Instead the night filled with your pasional lust.

Sitting in the same position again,

But this time your fingers locked around my lower back and I in control.

Feeling your legs quiver.

Just by the way your chest rose up and down rapidly,

🖤🔥🖤🔥

Taking several sips again I curl on top of you.

“I still love you..”

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I LOVE WRITING DAY
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March 17, 2018
 

Reading the final paragraph of one of his letters, formed a lump in my throat that I had to swallow down.

Although they were meant for a stranger they still touch my heart.

Although they are now something of his past,

It makes me wonder how someone could be cruel enough to take his words like that for granted?

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ENDLESS STARS
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March 14, 2018
 

“Don’t Play No More”

In atmosphere and place of glee and adrenaline cries,

You stood in the middle looking like a lonesome lamb.

Nobody could have fun without concerning you just because you’re nothing but a cowardly dog.  
You could never be satisfied.

Even if you could accomplish your dream,

You could never feel satisfied.

You couldn’t feel successful.

Where’s the pure happiness you once had.

“Don’t look at yourself like that”

You know there’s nothing wrong with you.

It’s not depression or anxiety.

What would you know after not knowing what he went through?

You have nothing wrong in your head, you don’t feed on it

Just use it to sing your heart out.

You can remov...

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March 13, 2018
San Antonio, United States

No more vacations with me.

All I do is suck out the life of everything.

All I’ve done was bring feuds.

The last time, I blamed myself for separating my sister and my Abuela apart unintentionally.

I can’t easily control my patience with my eight and seven year old nephews.

I can’t get on the rides on the amusement parks because I can’t overcome my fear.

I can’t be...

The next time I ever want to go on a vacation let me go by myself.

I don’t know where or when yet but right now it’ll be just work.

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March 12, 2018
San Antonio, United States

Though strangers,

the way he fell super hard

With such flourishing letters

Captured others hearts.

Now the aftermath of a trampled

Heart he was left with really has

🔥🔥

others hearts fucked up.

How to turn such a romantic.

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ORIGINAL
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March 9, 2018
 

You name flows through my mind again and again.
The melody on the piano keys.
With just an image of you a ball pain forms in my esophagus.
My shattered heart has nothing left to crumble.
It amazes me how much hurt it gives.
It amazes me to realize how much you truly meant to me.
It isn’t fair.
Can the moon keep smiling forever?
Because I believe the moon is where you are now.
If only you had more time.
I love you so much....
I miss you so much.

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LETTRS CHALK
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March 8, 2018
Leander, United States

All she told herself was she
Is nothing but a sack full of shit.
With passions she took too strongly.

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LETTRS CHALK
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March 2, 2018
Leander, United States

" Dreaming Of You"

Another evening to end a day
He climbs into bed

He begins tossing and turning.

He’s not able to feel comfortable because she is not there  

She would be the one laying in bed first
lighting the mini candle on her bedside.

After he switched the bulbs off,

He’d snake his arm around her, pulling in and she would either turn facing him.

Or he would place his lips on her shoulder.

Right now, he only has her pillow beside him.

Wondering what she is doing.

And if she knows he’s crying for her.

“Are you awake now?”

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THRILLING
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February 28, 2018
Cedar Park, United States

“I wanna crash right now.
I wanna crash right now!”

One of her calls from the wrath of anger and self-frustration

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PULSE
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February 23, 2018
Leander, United States

I’ll Wait.

I am Waiting.

I’m still Waiting.

I’ll keep Waiting.

To wrap you in my arms again.

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DREAMS
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February 19, 2018
Leander, United States

“If there’s a reason I’m still alive when everyone who loves me has died....”

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TINY QUEEN
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