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 Sep 2015 Jake Jackson
ShamusDeyo
Along the Valley
Of the Mississippi
Bluffs and Banks
Covered in trees
Whisper barely
In the Summers
Breeze,
Content to hang
In the Humidity
As Fall Comes
With Oranges
Yellows and Russets
The Rustle becomes
A Whisper from
Tree to tree, of
The Coming Soon
Wintery, they say
Their Goodbyes
With Soft Leafy
Sighs, and Promise
In the spring to meet
And for those not there
They will Morn the Passing
Bringing Blooms to their Graves
Leave me alone
get out of my head
when did you set up shop here anyway
I can remember,
but it feels like a while ago

sitting in the foyer
sink into the black cushions
deep into the folds snuggled in
like one of your hugs
pulled in close to your heart.
facing the window
eyes never leaving the door
for you might walk in

I wrote this a long time ago
staring at a coffee stained napkin
with my pen at hand,

You called as I was thinking of you
deep in thought about your eyes
your hair, your mouth
over a cup of coffee.
scratching down a poem
on a coffee stained napkin
eye on the door
always has been since you left

but you called and broke my thought
broke it into a thousand pieces
and my heart stuttered at the voice I heard
at the laughter that came from within you

I can’t remember the last time I heard that voice
the last time I heard that laugh
the last time i stopped looking at the door
waiting for a miracle
for you to walk in
or i to walk out to you

then you called
and with that call
you changed everything
lump in my throat
dazed and confused
lit up like a light bulb
the happiest on earth
just that
a phone call
and im yours all over again.
Fully rooted deep in my head
never alone.
I want to watch the stars tonight fall in love with the world.
Whisper secrets to the moon...
Do me a favor.
Just go away.
Leave me alone.

I tell you that every day.
Everything else has left,
So why not you?

Please do me a favor.
Just go away.
And leave me alone.

I thought I had lost you long ago.
But you came back to me.
I guess you never really left.

Do me a favor.
Just go away.
Leave me alone, this time for good.

I pray for this every night.
Want you to leave so bad.
But you never do, always are on the back of my mind.

But please do me a favor.
And just go away.
Leave me alone.

I lost everything but not you.
My friends, my hopes, my desires, my love for myself.
But you always stayed.

Do me a favor.
Just go away.
And leave me alone.

I did not ask for you.
So please go away and leave me alone.
This time for good.
This poem is about depression and how bad I want it to leave me alone when it comes back and hits me in the face. When I have a good time and I am not depressed and I feel sad for no reason it  scares me, will depression take over again.
 Jul 2015 Jake Jackson
niamh
Bridge
 Jul 2015 Jake Jackson
niamh
I will lay me down
And bow my back
To the point of breaking
So I can be your bridge
To better things

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