Aug 3 Jack
Kayelynn
My heart often hurts these days,
All the pain that has been caused in my life.
My father leaving, only being there for my brother;
My boyfriend cheating, always blaming our problems on his mother.
No matter how many fights there are my heart continues to ache,
And that is the cause for my heart break.
  Jul 24 Jack
liv faye clarke
when i watch you light your cigarette
i wish it was me instead
what a honour
being inhaled by you
id love to dance through your lungs
be inside your body and fill a space within you
but instead i am just myself
you know i'll always be there and
i don't feel like a novelty or a luxury
i am simply just the girl
who's lighter you will borrow
to smoke out the sorrow
of someone else
so much more than me
this poem doesnt make sense anymore !!!
Jack Jul 12
I’m writing about you again,
Because you’re trapped in my mind again,
I grab the thought of you and smash it to pieces,
The shattered shards stab into my head,
And plant themselves in deep gashes in grey matter,
But what’s the matter with holding onto someone you love?
But what’s the matter without me?
Help me let you go,
Never let me go,
Place your hands against my face,
Hold it tight,
Kiss it,
Love me,
Miss me.
Jack Jul 9
I want to write but I don’t know what about,
“Write about her” my head will shout,
But it’s not fair to you,
It’s not your fault I feel so blue,
All I can think is “I love you” and that’s how I know it’s true.

I want to write about the flowers and trees,
And the sun kissed scenes
That I see in front of my grey face,
I want to find a place
That I can crawl into for a safety base.

I want to write about the state of the world,
Where everyone who is sad or lonely is hurled
To the back of everyone’s head,
And they have the audacity to have said,
“How can someone yearn for the silence of being dead?”

I want to write but I’m in a place that reminds me only of sorrow
Taking these random pills ignoring the knowledge that this will only borrow
The happiness that I was meant to feel tomorrow.

And so I’ll write about how I will always feel like this,
Just a ghost everyone can see,
An empty shadow that takes the form of me.
Jack Jun 27
Drown me in the lies of your affection and care,
Feelings that we both know are only there
Because you snorted that shit and swallowed that pill,
Even though you know its not true you will
Spill beautiful syllables of how you miss me,
And that all you think about is to kiss me.

swallow me up in black moon of your dilated pupils that whisper  lies,
Let me swim in the oceans of your eyes.
I miss you more than you miss me,
And that’s a guarantee,
Tell me those 3 paralysing words again,
Lie to me again.
Jack Jun 19
He wraps his ash covered, yellowed fingers around its neck and squeezes,
He doesn’t know what he’s doing yet,
But he can’t stop.

“I can smell the cigarette on your clothes” it gasps,
“Do you really need that to feel happy?”

“Why are your pupils so dilated, boy?”
“Do you really need that to feel happy?”

“I can smell the drink on your breath, boy”
“Do you really need that to feel happy?”

As he hold tighter around happiness’s neck,

He doesn’t know what he’s doing,
The face shifts and shakes violently,
His own face now smiles back,
“You’ve killed your happiness again”
It whispers, on its final breath,
Save me.
Jack Jun 17
“It won’t be long now, my child”
A voice boomed from above,
“I will soon welcome you into the next life,
Just take up your sharpened knife”,
“You’ve caused too much pain,” he whispered,
Cradling my head,
“All through life you’ve whimpered”
“It’s about time that you were dead”.

“Why do your eyes pour?”
“All the pain you saw,”
“Trapped in a head at brutal war”
“You have nothing left to live for”.

As tears rolled down my greyed cheek,
So much so i could barely speak,
“No,” I cried out loud, “what about her?”
“I still need to make her my lover”.
Dead man walking
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