The Judgement

(...) "Today, a child has been born. Let God protect her from all harm..." (...)

It's been worrying me... A lot, if I may say so... How can a child grow up happy if all that she means to some souls is nothing more than pure hatred? Look at her, for Fuck's sake! So small and innocent...
I know what you're thinking, I know what you are going to say... But does that really matter? Does that change anything? No. Knowing your reasons isn't going to make her happier.

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I finally had the courage to write it, but it wasn't easy. These few lines, you say... Yeah, well, it's been about three weeks already and I needed to express my rage.

And the world needs to know...

*Iz

Isn't it ironic?

Don't try to control pleasure because you will end up being controlled by pleasure itself.

At least that's what they want you to believe.

*Iz

Truthful

I love you.

*Iz

Unfinished poem

I watch you from the top of the ivory tower
And realise I don't belong here
You're the one who once told me
There's a star behind each eye
You're the one who touched the sky
And made it fall apart
With a simple smile...

(I won't post the rest... It's crappy... But I'm not worried 'cause I'm sure you've got a good imagination...)

*Iz

Intro

He watched her from above, as he traced sweet words in the sky with his angel wings.
"Feel me smiling against your lips", she said, "and watch me touching the clouds..."

*Iz

This Dying Soul

"Born into this world a broken home
Surrounded by love yet all alone
Forced into a life that's split in two
A mother and a father both pulling you

Then you had to deal with loss and death
Everybody thinking they know best
Coping with this shit at such an age
Can only fill a kid with pain and rage

Family disease pumped through your blood
Never had the chance you thought you could
Running all the while with no escape
Turning all that pain in to blame and hate"


Don't fight it. It'll only make you feel shitty.

*Iz

Smile

Today, for the first time in a long time, I smiled. I guess I remembered your words of sympathy when I said I couldn't. Or maybe I just remembered the way you looked at me. Shy and coy, I dare say.

Beautiful.

*Iz