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Jack Feb 2018
Tangled within each other against the bed
Intense eye contact held throughout,
Your blooded hands wrapped around my bare throat,
Squeezing
Trapping
Encapsulating.
Sat across my stomach,
Your titan grip constricts around my neck
Crushing my weaselly windpipe,
Savagely
Murdering
Beautiful.
As my life seeps away
Your loving, murderous grip holds tighter,
I smile at you and you at me,
Give.
Me.
More.
Jack Feb 2018
His lost, drunken mind,
Who knew it would be so unkind?
Tearing himself up from within,
Causing his body to become so thin,
Alone in a house, his only comfort to drink,
In an abyss of sorrow our boy will sink,
His face a wrinkled frown,
What he wouldn’t do to not feel so down,
Beautiful words set to be so informal,
Our boy, alone, just wanting to be normal.
i just want to be normal. JY x
Jack Feb 2018
Broken down inside,

A loss of his childish pride,

Nowhere left for him to hide,

This is how he felt when he finally died.
Jack Feb 2018
The empty space on my wall stares,
It watches me sleep,
It whispers to me that no one cares,
In a voice that belongs to you.

It infects my head,
Taunting me with the inability to rest,
I think it wants me dead.

The empty space on my wall stares,
Your name used to hang there,
Sprawled on paper covered in tears,
Surrounded by hearts, memories of laughter.

Thoughts of guilt and regret make an entry,
And decimate my already broken mind,
My once proud, loving heart is now empty.
I wrote this poem a long time ago but i didnt post it publicly but its one of my personal favourites due to the truth behind this story and the empty space that now resides on my wall so ive decided to post it publicly. I hope you love it the way i do, Stay Safe and Live Well. JY x
Jack Feb 2018
My head is not set on straight,
Avoidable actions that I take feed my hate,
Manipulating, deceiving, my gentle mind has gone,
‘beware the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on’,
The evil Villain of my own story,
I’m the only one able to abhor me,
Searching for happiness bed by bed,
Unable to save my own head,
How my heart feels I am never sure,
Consumed by lust, just begging for more
Sat alone, feelings of fear start to itch,
You know what they say; Karma is a *****.
i do not like who i am but i dont try to change. i am to blame for my every issue in life and for my feelings of sadness and worthlessness. youth is hard to navigate and morals are fogged by over exaggerated feelings of immature love and lust. it has taken me a long time to realise how truly unhappy i am however, as the saying goes, it will take me even longer to realise that i can change that. Stay Safe and Live well. JY x
Jack Feb 2018
Perfect nights with bright, star-dotted skies,
Become the sharpest of daggers for his shrunken eyes,
Still, sparkling lakes teeming with green-headed duck,
Silences his head and leads him to peace? Does it ****,
Humungous, wooden giants standing sternly in place,
But everywhere he looks he sees your face,
Watching bright birds glide higher and higher,
Never able to distract the fact he’s just a liar,
Rolling, flowered hills as far as eyes can see,
Could never null my hate for me.
There's always a contrast to what i see and what i feel. a distinct difference that interests me, which is why i decided to put my thoughts to poem as a way to explore my inner thinking. i hope you enjoy. Stay safe and live well. JY x
Jack Feb 2018
Sat on his lonely canteen bench,
Time
to
Think
of
You,
Aching helplessly inside his chest,
Remembering
the
Time
His
Soul
Flew,
Stuck inside a mind at war,
All
The
Time
Begging
For
More.
The feeling of loneliness is infectious. JYx
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