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In the middle of the night, I awoke to the sound of crickets. Something else woke me though. It was my conscience. It was the lack of remorse I had when I told him I no longer loved him. I have had a drought of care since he stopped caring.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 09.16.2013 @ 7:43 pm


I looked off in the distance at the way he rode away on his black horse. It was at that moment that another young man came riding up to me on a white horse.

Yes, this one would be different…he would last.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 07.17.2013 @ 12:10 am


She set up the dress, the shoes, and the items to fix her hair. The date was going to be great. The only thing was she couldn’t get her mind off him. The one she lost. This date will be her decoy to get her mind off the real issue; dispair.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 06.28.2013 @ 3:22 am


That strange sound came from the T.V. The sound that lulls me to to this new world I create in my head every time I see a new episode. I love that sound. It is my lullaby. I can’t see how I could live without it.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 05.20.2013 @ 12:52 am


I woke up one morning and found a way to stay up. It was a world that I not longer wanted to be living in. I fabricated a new one. I quit that shit job, walked out my room, and moved to another state.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 04.01.2013 @ 2:34 pm


Somehow I’ve managed to keep my wits about me. That eternal struggle with figuring out who I am. Who I need to become. I really don’t understand how I managed to miss so many indicators that I would not be like my mother, or my sperm donor…or any one else. I was eternally me….eternally me.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 03.14.2013 @ 12:08 am


That presence. That eerie feeling of being watched. He needed help and lots of it. Somehow, he managed to push that help away.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 11.01.2012 @ 9:39 am


There was something weird about this trial. No one seemed to think logically. She stood there and waited for their verdict. This was all a dream, and it seemed like there was no end to this rabbit hole. Why did she have to take the blame. She didn’t do anything.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 09.21.2012 @ 6:39 pm


For so many this word is considered “over used”, but in my reality, it needs to be used more often. I am in a large love triangle with the words “epic” and “adventure”. It’s quite sad when you think about it. Oh well. I love my 2 men.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 02.02.2012 @ 10:59 pm


My heart is folded for every guy I’ve ever loved. Its this weird accordion that will always be this black hole. I’ll always need more love…but I do love back. Funny how that works.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 01.15.2012 @ 11:22 pm


The end of the road glistened as I drove down the highway. I wondered the whole way if he would appreciate the hours on end I’ll end up driving. I then think of all the possible things that could happen when I get there. Maybe he’ll be busy with another girl. Maybe he won’t want to see me at all. Maybe he’ll be happy to see me. I pray for the latter.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 01.12.2012 @ 10:08 am


I see the savage in the mirror. I see it day in and day out. I can’t seem to get the image out my head. I’ll never be able to change the image…or ever lose the thought that I’m anything but one.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 01.09.2012 @ 3:22 pm


I sat there in the chair. My thoughts clamping me to it. I couldn’t believe what was going on. The baby mama’s of my cousins were too much for me to handle. Their stairs were like knives. They weren’t any more important as I was, but they made it seem other wise.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 12.25.2011 @ 8:46 am


I deserve all the wonderful things in this life just as much as the moron sitting next to me in the student union…but I will not get that. Not as easily as others. I will have to fight for the right to deserve anything. Hence the reason I will probably never get married.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 12.06.2011 @ 9:12 am


Dim is the mixture of light and dark that has swallowed my life. If the there is too much light, i become disoriented. If there is too much darkness i get lost.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 11.28.2011 @ 11:32 pm


I want to take the left and yet something tells me to take a right. What is around the corner? What will I be missing if I take the right and not the left?

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 11.15.2011 @ 7:11 pm


Somethings in life seem to have a beginning, yet I never did. I never will. I will cease to become more of who I always was. Never will I fall to the constant reminder that I had to begin, yet rather to the thought I always was.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 11.11.2011 @ 6:30 pm


The war between the world and I is coming to an end. My weapon is music. For I know how the world would swallow me whole without it.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 10.17.2011 @ 7:54 am


I am completely under estimating how much you can crush my expectations. I won’t bother to go back to you. I can’t keep my hopes up for a non- existant dream.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 07.09.2011 @ 4:34 pm


The color of the sky that day was blue. Suddenly it became red with fire…white with atoms. After the mushroom cleared, the sky…the sky became maroon. Chernobyl was just the start.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 07.07.2011 @ 11:01 pm


the stem of my thoughts came from the way i was raised. i never asked you to understand me. i am a simple person with a stem from a broken pot, a damaged seed. i was the damaged seed. its amazing how far i’ve come since first sprouting.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 07.05.2011 @ 7:02 pm


The paper crane stared at me from across the room. He had made that for me on my birthday…it still hurt to look at it. I couldn’t help but feel his hand on mine as I looked at it in disbelief that he was dead.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 07.03.2011 @ 12:17 pm


last time i lusted after him i was shot. shot with the pain of heart break. lust never got me anywhere. i wonder to this day if our lust is something that he thinks of daily. something that causes him to long for; for i hope it gives him hell.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 06.27.2011 @ 8:27 pm


Every this is. You are. I am. That answer was. My love can be. Want to see? I hope to be. Maybe its all a dream. The room has become. My breathing is. The music has become. I will forever love the word intense.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 06.22.2011 @ 1:44 pm


The walls of the cube was stone cold, yet not stone. It was soft but not hard. No matter how loud I yelled, no one heard me. I am in here all by my lonesome. How can one live like this. I can’t bust out of this emotion.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 06.21.2011 @ 11:45 pm


The train pulled into the station. She looked at her watch. Hoping he would be the first to get of the train. She looked to her left…and stared. He grabbed her from behind, still in his uniform.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 06.15.2011 @ 7:56 pm


Today i was embraced by the fact that i am loved enough to breathe in the air of a new day. I found that a friend’s embrace will never match that of a lover, or of a fling. True love is found in the heart of those who find love as interesting as you do.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 06.13.2011 @ 9:09 pm


beloved is what i need to one day call a man. another man who would care for me as much as i would care for him. finding one that will is a daunting task, but i’m up for it. sometimes i wonder how i will find him. maybe its a hide-and-seek type of life.

» Posted By Izzy Gorden On 06.12.2011 @ 1:30 pm

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