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Sep 2015 · 1.2k
Breaking Free
Jake Jackson Sep 2015
Red wine and ugly tears,
breaking the chains you left on me.
Your heaven,
my hell.
You’ll be the death of me,
if I don’t break free.

The burns on my skin,
remind me of your monstrous sins.
Torched and confused,
with my love for you.
The farther I get,
the more I feel,
chill from you voice,
keeps me still.

Fake smiles hide tears,
make up conceals the truth.
These chains wont break,
keeping me in my place.
My life slips away,
empty eyes are all that remain.
Jul 2015 · 1.3k
Dust and Shame
Jake Jackson Jul 2015
Dust suspended,
in sins I've committed.
Eyes of my innocents
reflect back at me.
Why they scream
the shame is to much for me.
Monsters lie inside my head,
expose the truth,
crushing dreams.
Dust and shame is all I eat.

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