sweet death come unto me
i lick my lips with satisfaction
no longer wanting more
i am done
the path has grown cold
but is colourful in death
the rosy blood spills and splashes
in each and every direction
i have hit a dead end
sweet death come unto me
kiss my lips with the poison of the forever-end
wash over me like a tsunami
pull me under and spin me 'round
we are unstoppable
end this nightmare
11.11pm
i cannot explain
how i am feeling
for i have no reason
and no medical condition
12.01am
i saw the way
the shit of the world
consumed you
and left you dry
1.33am
in saying that my scars
looked beautiful
you had no idea
that it made me bleed
to please you
4.56am
tonight i am feeling more alone
and this is why i am finding myself
crying on your bathroom floor
tears mixing with blood and betrayal
6.00am
the only thing i have left
is my courage
and my strength
Underneath a willowtree
twists your summerbeard
with your winterbeard
entwined
You think your greenthoughts
of gnarl, leg, branch and twig
of foretime kisses under moonlight
of nowtime creakings under foglight
You grasp with groaning fingers
after a moth in flight
and catching him
lick the dust from his wings
You crunch with rotten legs
through leaves in swirl
and crushing them
soak the sunlight from their blood
Underneath your willowtree
your bark whitens
and in breathing out
unwinds
short and sweet.
bitter and fast.
i start life anew.
where are you?
i remember the drug.
her eyes.
(black as pain)
here
my lips were dry.
my hands shook
i will always be right here
love is red.
blood is pain.
tears are blue.
i want you now
my time had come
hold me close
the twice seen sunrise floated above.
I drew you a poem
with the dripping blood from my soul,
but the tears and the sadness
draped canvases before it was dried
and when it was released
from the sheets
there was a jumbled up mess
of confused phrases and letters
where the paint should have been
Men will fight for glory lost,
But live forever in holocaust.
Some will find their meaning to life.
Most will die in painful strife.
Pain! Pain! And dark blood stains cover the fields of glory.
Rain! Rain! Men fell like rain fighting on fields of glory.
Now the battle cry is heard.
Some will live, some won’t return.
Charging lines of men will find
That violence marks their end of time.
Pain! Pain! And dark blood stains cover the fields of glory.
Rain! Rain! Men fell like rain and litter the fields of glory.
A father, a son, a brother gone,
Torn away and made a pawn.
Mothers and children left alone,
Left with only empty homes.
Pain! Pain! Men died in vain, all on the fields of glory.
Pain! Pain! Too many were slain to bring to an end this story.
Oh how I weep when you say my name
You are the blood that spills from my veins
They're so hallowed you see
Drained of all its life
like a sucking mosquito
laughing as it feeds
© 2013 Christina Jackson
A Syrian boy in a pool of blood
He cried in pain calling Mom and Dad
Today, again A bomb exploded,
The entire village disappeared,
Life built with blood and tears
vanished in a split second...
This prosperous village,
... now a barren land.
Dreams of peace is shattered,
Dead bodies are scattered,
Lifeless....
Body parts are blasted...
The whole village on fire...
A massacre...
Perhaps the Syrian boy is still alive
His parents must have battled and fought
with all their might...
Sacrificed their lives for him to survive...
Mercy him, leave this innocent child alone
God will protect this child
Let him live to tell...
How it feels when heaven turns to hell
Where is the love we used to have?
Where is the fairness, the peacefulness in life?
Have we stopped to search in our hearts?
Put your hand on your chest..
Feel your heartbeats .
Feel it in your heart
Love for mankind is in everybody's heart..
Tell me if you think cruelty is still worth...
God bless this Syrian child!!
I crave the caress
I can't remember if Jessica or .4 milligrams
Makes me happy- I would lick the wound
Between her legs or crush her on the spoon
Wash her Filter her Suck her through cotton
And find a vein all blue and orgasm
Like the 1st time again
I drempt awake
I could taste/smell her
On the bed sheets
And the form serpentine constricting
Flow purple and black dying of thirst
Aching until the skin is broken
A little sweet blood drips out and runs
Down between the knuckles
Playing warm on nerve endings like poetry
She left some ugly scar tissue
But she would suck god
Off 4 pills- and leave him
Emptiness Formless
Their screams in my face
Seem like an echo of a whisper
If you come in this house again
We call the cops
A thief and a liar are brothers
And they do not change in time
I forgot to feel
Even as her legs
Constricted me
Fuckin' deeper
I drempt that my heart stopped
And for the first time in ten eons
I was...what's that word?
Happy
There was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above measure.
8 For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me.
And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
10 Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.
Make a mark
Show your presence
Do what you deserve
We are all Human
The same blood runs through us
Do what we deserve
We can all make a difference
Choose to show we matter
Establish Attendance
Before we shatter
Make our marks
Follow dreams
Before one Embarks
And goes to extremes
Show that we care
Feel Someones Love
Each of us is rare
So fly like a Dove
Do not give up
Keep chasing
Flow like water from a cup
God is not replacing
Be yourself
You will not be held down
If you love oneself
So put on your crown
For you are Your own
Each of has a right
Standing we are not alone
Shine Your Life
We all have a purpose
A Right to be free
Life can act as a Circus
Make your plea
When you finish
Be able to say you conquered
Become your own Minish
Allow to be Honored
We all Have our rights
Rights of ourself
Rights of us all
One thing separates You from Me
In the end, I will be able to say
That I Finally
Did It
