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Jay M Dec 2021
Playful moments shared
Gazes beyond compare
Longing, yet knowing
Dancing with the flames
Fanned ever higher
Consumed by loves desire

Laughs and tender smiles
Yet his heart is away by miles
How easily he make me forget
And with every day I regret
Not asking the weighed question, yet
It is all for the best
Even so, my heart does protest.

- Jay M
December 7th, 2021
Jay M Dec 2021
Playful as autumn breeze
Smile bright as a spring morning
Warm and inviting as a winter fire
Appearance as that of a summer romance

- Jay M
December 6th, 2021
Jay M Dec 2021
Such a dawn
A wonder to behold
Not too warm, nor too cold
Truly a beautiful balance
In a tranquil moment

May it last ever longer
Yet, it must then go
Down into the sea
Eternally, from it the sun shall set
And it shall once again rise
Rise into the marvel of a new day.

- Jay M
December 3rd, 2021
'Tis but a sunset dream.
Jay M Nov 2021
A call to the homesick
To those who roam
Their souls adrift
Wanderers among the vast

A call to the heartsick
To the broken hearted
Grieving their losses
May their hearts mend one day

A call to the uncertain
To those plagued by possibilities
Swirling about in an endless storm
Torn by the hurricane within the mind

A call to the weary
Similar are we
Long exhausted
Eyes beyond dull
Reminders of an empty hull
Crew overworked, with mere hours rest
May their hearts know rest
Within their husks of a chest

Carry on my friends
My weary companions
For we fight the unseen
We know the invisible plight
Battles through every night

Carry on my friends
My wandering spirits
We hear not the cries
But we know the sorrow
We carry our boundless stories
Until we can no longer
To let them go,
Or to end the tale

But carry on my friends
Your tale is not at its end
Your song not yet done
There is more in store
So carry on, for there are days ahead

One day you shall find your place
The home for your soul
One day you shall mend your heart
And it shall beat again
One day you shall know
Not all, but the way is before you

- Jay M
November 29th, 2021
Carry on my friends. All will be well in the end.
Jay M Nov 2021
As dawns drew long
As nights had come and gone
A heart lay, broken and unsure
Like an illness without cure
There came and went an ache
A pondering, to become ashes

From flames of passion
To flames of pain, at last turned
To ashes of grief

Learn from the fires of desire
Grow to be stronger,
Lift the weary head higher

Take the time,
It needn't rhyme,
Do what the heart
And mind know is best
Slow it down, and rest

- Jay M
November 26th, 2021
They were a good two years, and I learned much from them. But, our time has come to an end, our romance struck its final hour. Thank you for all that you taught me, and for being such a good partner. May you find love again, and may it all go well.
Jay M Nov 2021
Days drag on and on
As they suffer within the blank walls
Given “care” and “aid”
Only to be harmed
No authority quite alarmed
Any sanity that was, since gone
Staggering those halls
The iron fists they forcefully obeyed

- Jay M
November 5th, 2021
About asylum patients and the mistreatment they faced back in the day. Written for my Creative Writing class.
Jay M Nov 2021
Floating between the lines
Of reality and dreams
Wide awake, or so they say
Drifting in the endless space
Yet not moving even an inch
Seated in a mumbling room
Of students and clacking keys
But...is that really so?

Can I interpret the signs
Or the internalized screams?
Is it even today?
I can barely retrace
My thoughtless steps and flinch
When they shout through the gloom
Have to figure out the mental disease
And force it to simply let me go

Find me hiding out
In between the lines
Don't scream, don't shout
It'll just keep echoing
As my brain defines
Whatever is left at all

Lost in a fog
Possibly fallen away
From all that is known
Patterns confuse, if even seen
Awaken unsure, deeply in grog
Unable to quite exactly say
What, inside, has surely been
For in the vast, I am alone.

- Jay M
November 3rd, 2021
Dissociation is weird. Perhaps derealization is the proper word?
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