Broken.

I’ve turned your life inside out. Changed it all around. Added another element to it.

Love made its way into your heart. You had no idea. You weren’t looking.

One look into my eyes, and its as if your world was mine. Now. There was no way back.

No way to erase what you feel. As if I violated all your space. Took over. Im sorry.

I love less. I gain more power. You love more. Love lonely hour.

How can you sit there and not see? The way ive changed you. the way you study me.

As if you can possibly read my thoughts. Or my despise. My boredom.

Damn. Why cant I change the time. Change it all the way back.

Shit, one more lonely boy. One more heart that’s broke. Pick up your own pieces.

ISIS

FIRE!

My house is on fire. 
I cant get out.
 I cant shout.
 My house is a blaze.
 My sacredness has been set to flames.
 Ignited and reunited with the gasoline of faith. 
My heart is burning, my lungs filled with smoke. 
Its no joke.
My house is on fire. 
The wick has been lit. 
The flame was small and now towers and catches onto every little thing. 
My eyes are lidded low.
 I cant see through the fiery ring. 

-ISIS