Isaiah Jackson

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Joined: Sep 28 2010

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Country: United States of America

State: Illinois

City: Sauk Village

About Isaiah Jackson

Gender: Male

Ethnic: Black

Age: 14

Bio: I'm a mad teenager because I had to make another account because I can;t sign it. And now all of my poems that people like can't even know that it's mine

How Often I Write Poetry: I'm too mad

My Other Hobbies: I'm too mad

Two Words That Best Describes Me: TOO MAD

Occupation: Freshman High School Student That Is MAD

You Can Also Find Me Here: at Mad.com

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Poems by Isaiah Jackson

Therapy (Part 3)

Submitted by Isaiah Jackson on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 10:18pm |

Short Story Poem

Court Day

Lawyer 1 - Sir, I can guarantee you that my client didn't do it.

Lawyer 2 - But your honor we got video tapes to proof it.
If you watch them you can clearly see the bruises,

Therapy

Submitted by Isaiah Jackson on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 10:16pm |

Short Story Poem

Therapist - We're going to be meeting everyday of the week.
So as you sit in that seat,
Don't be afraid to speak.
And tell me what is going on in your life.

Tell Me That You're There

Submitted by Isaiah Jackson on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 9:59pm |

Love Poem

Tell me that you're there,
When I need help to breathe.
Tell me that you're there,
When this world tries to take every single breath away from me.
Tell me that you're there,

That Casket ( That Permanent Bed)

Submitted by Isaiah Jackson on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 9:39pm |

Inspirational Poem

That casket,
Got Me looking to the left,
And looking to the right,
I have been looking everywhere,
I have been looking all night,
But I can't find you.

I heard of a thing called death,

It Doesn't Take Nothing At All

Submitted by Isaiah Jackson on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 9:38pm |

Poem

It doesn't take nothing at all,
But a call.
So I can see where you going to be.
It doesn't take nothing at all,
To pick up your phone,
And call your home.
So I can know,
Where you had to go.

Thoughts of a Suicidal Boy

Submitted by Isaiah Jackson on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 9:27pm |

Short Story Poem

What really is the point.
I don't really get it.
The only time I do is when I'm smoking a joint
But everybody keeps on telling me to quit it.
They say it's not healthy for me,

I Wish There Was A Place

Submitted by Isaiah Jackson on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 9:25pm |

Inspirational Poem

I wish there was a place where I didn't have to feel pain.
I wish there was a place where there was sun and not rain.
I wish there was a place where I didn't have to feel strange,

Judging ( Guys point of View)

Submitted by Isaiah Jackson on Tue, 09/28/2010 - 9:24pm |

Inspirational Poem

They go judging me on my outside appearance,
Even though my inside isn't equally near it.
It's on another level,
It's higher than the ceiling,
It's on top of a building.

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