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Jordan Robertson Oct 2018
You don't need an expert to know that not sleeping can get quite exhausting.
My thoughts are slippery as the grease that wells my eyes.
I'm not human.
You don't need help if the wounds fatal.
Just hear my last words and love them.
I'm not human, they shouldn't matter anyway.
You do not need words if you can't hear. You can't speak. What do they mean? Why do u search for answers?
Because your human?
I'm not human
But I understand
YOU don't have to do this
Keep your head up always! Disappointments part of life!
Jordan Robertson Feb 2016
If you couldnt tell, i dont need a thing
Why would i want anything?
I have everything i need
Food, friends, a place to sleep
Why would you want more?

This arranged misery is quite motivating
I never dreamed so many skeletons could change the way i feel.

If we were a vase, oh the withered marigolds we could hold
If we were a novel my oh my could anyone dare turn a page
If we were a ocean, then all our scaly past endeavors would surely surface
If we were guilt, we would share the same closet

If things were different....
Well i suppose they would still just be "thing's"
Pain is the best decider in life. And the most important variable is love. I feel like a ****** up algebra problem :/
Jordan Robertson Feb 2016
Im turnt.
High, inebriated whatever you may say
Cuz i know my blood would never treat me this way
Because sin is always so sweet till it leaves for another
What a shame, what a shame
That it had to be my brother
Words are wind, they flow just as easily as the salt from my eyes. But i love the breeze. I am alive.
Nothing ever made sense but that blurry visage called commitment.

Who do you trust when your the eye inside a circle of lies?
Jordan Robertson Jul 2015
I am my own worst enemy.
hold these calloused hands, guide me.
take me three steps forward so i can turn back
tell me you love me so can admit that i have nothing to confess
Massage these sore shoulders so i can return to my shell.
Pick up the phone, call the doctor. But I've already been diagnosed.
Im dying inside from self inflicted trauma.
I cant be saved, I dont wanna be saved.
An old man asked quite rhetorically:
Do you want your name in the stars or on a tombstone?

Why cant i have both?
Jordan Robertson Jul 2015
I am a fool.
i always wondered what lasts
i always longed for days past
nostalgia can be a cumbersome thing
when you forget the memories tomorrow will bring

I want to be a mason
not of pebbles and granite
but of love and happiness
and the joy building relationships bring

Life is not perfect
There is no happy ending for some
Remove that luggage
you will find its easier to move on

I had a past
and thats just what it is
we cant save everyone
but we can reminisce
Jordan Robertson Jul 2015
There is no tomorrow
but have no fear for this is today
i feel blessed to see you in such a way
with that presumptuous smile in the moons glow
walk with me
lets travel to the worlds unknown
where i can be whom i want
and you can be you
Tomorrow never comes.
but love is here
Jordan Robertson May 2015
LMR
I knew an angel, and i was saved
I am my own worst enemy, but by grace i was spared
I've made mistakes, for which you have paid
Not for something in return, but just to make sure i was okay
So many things i never asked, so many things you forgave
The prototype of grace, who i strive to be like someday
Forgive me for my wrongs, you always did me right
Even though i am at war, you fought to end the fight
God help me, help me to never forget those days
When i knew an angel, and i was saved
Rest in peace, Lela Mae Robertson. You will never be forgotten
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