Isabella Buttacy Poems

I see you standing there. For the tenth time,
perhaps, I've looked over at you. Sometimes,
I catch your gaze. It has been a while,
hasn't it? We used to talk every day;
...

There was a time --
not so long ago --
when you saw me
and you would smile;
...

A shrill voice pierces through my
Broken mind; I
Can hear it: it tells me I
Don't deserve peace, and
...

Every person carries a story
One they never share
Though they act like they're alright
It gets too much to bare
...

You and I were made to fly.
We were born to spread our wings and take flight
like no one has before.
Our wings glide across the sky,
...

I am a tree standing alone
in a field -- there's no one around me,
only myself and the wind that blows past
carrying the seasons,
...

Peace comes again
In the figure of the dead
He sings a song of sorrow
He stares into nothingness
...