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Jay M Jul 2021
We are more
Than the clothes that we wear
Than the skin around our bones
Than the thoughts in our heads

We are souls
Beings with light and darkness
Beings with heart and mind
Beings with complexities in all aspects

We are human
We bleed, we cry, we suffer
We heal, we laugh, we learn
We grow and change

We are
Simply and complexly
What we are

- Jay M
July 18th, 2021
Late nights and early mornings, the mind goes wild.
Jay M Nov 2020
With the things I do
Day in and day out
In almost every waking moment
Trying to meet that line
Maybe that's the borderline
Of possible
And testing patience

No matter how hard I try
Do what you ask of me
Get by and through
It'll never be enough
Not for you

I try, I do something nice
Then you turn is around
Weigh on the day
What you say
Poisons my mind
Stumble and hit the ground
Tell me what you find
So I can understand
Just what it is that drives
This deep poke and pry
Into all I do
As always
Never good enough for you

Once
Just once
Can something I do
Come without a lecture?
Can it, instead
Come with feedback
Rather than an unforgiving pain?

Can there not be one good night?
Day without a fight
Of a sort and of course
A day without plight?

Do any of my words
Make sense
Or do they merely fall
Upon cold deaf ears?

Will you hear my plea
To let me be
Just let me go
And heed it so?

Do my words
The vastness of them
Have any effect?
Do they not linger
In that mind of yours?
Do they not have meaning
Nor reason when it comes to you?

Does anything I do
Within these cold, chilling walls
Hold any significance?
Do my efforts mean but a thing
To the likes of you?

- Jay M
November 13th, 2020
To the one who I live with who never seems to understand, nor even hear me. To the one who has to pick apart my day, finding any reason for me to be restricted.
Jay M Apr 2019
Seeing you
Sitting there
Strumming away
Glancing at me
But saying nothing.

A question here
A song sung there
But still I wonder;
Where is here?

People pass
Day after day
Jealousy of a friend
But what does it matter?
I dare not ruin the friendship
Not a chance.

Still I wish to come close
To hear your heartbeat
The rhythm
Somehow perfectly
Matching the tune
You play

Confused
Sure
But I still try to navigate myself...

Just looking
At you
Kills me
Even filling me back with energy...

- Jay M
April 11th, 2019
Jay M Jun 2019
Trapped
Within the confines of your own mind
Unable to escape
The prison cell it has become

Calling;
"Please, don't leave me!"

Yet
None can hear
These cries for help
And none are registered
For you wear a mask
Of flesh

"Hopeless..."
Comes a whisper
"You are hopeless..."

You can't take back
What is in the past

I'd love to leave it all behind
But I can't let it go
Lie to myself
How could I?

Forever afraid
Of being loved

Put the bottle down
I tell myself
Again and again
For the 100th time
It seems...

I do anything
Just to feel
Alive

I look the same
But I'm not fine
No matter what I told you
I am;
Broken
Bleeding
Lost and defeated

I am merciless
To myself
Merciful
To all else

I am just another casualty

When they least expect it
It will strike
Taking a hit
Shooting me down

This is me;
The monster
Revealed
Right before your eyes

What do you think of me now?

- Jay M
June 9th, 2019
Jay M Mar 2019
No time for regret,
Wake up, you're alive,
Finding who I'm supposed to be,
Struggling to see what I'm supposed to see;
The child in the mirror,
Running from who I'm supposed to be;
Who is she?

Outrunning flat-lines,
Keep the heart beating,
Every breath forced,
March on,
I've had enough,
But I won't give up,
Not yet,
Don't stop,
But questioning still;
Who is she?

- Jay M
January 28th, 2019
Jay M Oct 2022
In all fairness, who is truly whole?

- Jay M
October 13th, 2022
Jay M May 2019
Why do I try?
Why do I carry on
When I can barely go on?
Every breath
Every footstep
Each is forced

Nights of restlessness
Only a few hours of rest
Of peace
Turned quickly away
Ushered back to reality.

- Jay M
May 6th, 2019
Jay M Feb 2022
Enter the shade of the weary willow
Hidden by her hanging locks
Of thick, leafy green
Sheltered from all

Rest 'neath her branches
Her arms open wide
Calling to stay
Rest here
For this
Day

- Jay M
February 1st, 2022
Playing with ideas.
Jay M May 2022
Our love was like a rose
It blossomed over time
A beautiful yellow bloom
We took tender care of it
Watered it, checked the soil
Even pruned it when we
Knew it really needed it
But we kept getting cut
On the ever-sharp thorns
Hurting ourselves over and over again
Because our love was greater
Than the ****** scars

But like a rose
I discovered that it had wilted
You tried so hard to care for it
But you didn’t know how
Sometimes it was overwatered
Other times it was left bone dry
When it shook in the wind and cried
You didn’t know what to do
And frankly, neither did I

Day after day,
I cared for it tenderly
Watered it, checked the soil
And even did all of the pruning
Maybe it was far too much
Because you no longer knew how
But you tried anyway, I know
Still, it eventually wilted
And you didn’t even know

It wilted
It dried and became a shell
The thorns protecting what was left
So I gathered the petals with care
Some withered and I cried
But carefully still, I gathered them
The petals of the wilted rose
And put them in a jar of glass
Your name written on the inside
Of its blank white lid
So only I would know
Wilted, our love is wilted
Dried petals in a jar of glass
On a shelf collecting dust
But the memories live on,
Of course they still do
How could they not?
After all, you were
My first true love
My yellow rose.

- Jay M
May 10th, 2022
Jay M Mar 2020
Pulsing at the speed of
Sound
Feet keep on the
Ground
Mind in the sky
My heart does fly
From my chest
Never shall I rest

- Jay M
October 25th, 2019
Also found this one in one of my journals in my dresser. Memories..
Jay M Jan 2020
Feeling so alone
Chilled to the bone
Our house is no longer a home
All day I can do nothing but roam
Searching for answers where there is nothing
Cannot grasp that something
That just isn't there
And all I can do is care
So much
Maybe too much
It's all I can think about
Filled with worry and doubt

Without you, mom
I can hardly keep calm
No little pill
Will ever fill
The gaping hole in my heart
That's your part

This aching
Nothing good baking
In the oven you so proudly bought
For every dollar you fought
And cheered so triumphantly
You laughed, so funnily
Now you're not here
I'm living my worst fear;
Losing you

You're not gone from this world
But you're temporarily gone from mine
My fingers curled
Into fists, these small hands of mine

Mom, I love you
And I long to hear you say
"I love you too"
And for the day
When you come home.

- Jay M
January 28th, 2020
I miss you so much, mom.
Jay M Oct 2019
Trip into a new world
Just
Trip yourself
Into a new world
A wonderful place
When your days are dark.
Just a wonderful place!
Trip yourself
Into a wonderful
Wonderful escape!

Running in the rain
Just trip into the portal
Appear where you are loved
Oh, yeah, just don't leave it open...
Don't leave it open...

It might leak...

But hey!
Just trip into a new world!
Trip
Yourself
Into a new world
Where you are loved
Where you are held
Where you can love
And nobody hates you...
Just trip!
Just wonder...
Just wonder...
But don't leave it open...
Or reality will spill...

- Jay M
October 3rd, 2019
I tripped over my own foot, and a friend caught me. Sometimes, when you trip you don't necessarily fall.
Jay M Feb 2023
Wandering,
Empty, dim lit road,
Where shall I go
But forward?
Eternity, indeed it seems
Miles still untraveled
Steps not yet taken
For here, o here,
There is only the long
Long foggy road.

Signs, they appear!
But oh, how queer,
A most strange word,
As nowhere!
No where, now here,
Not a place, not a time
Simply this, and nothing more.

Dense fog, dense fog,
What lies beyond?
Fallen tree, rotten log,
Simply there, without a sound,
For none could hear the fall.

- February 21st, 2023
Jay M May 2022
Wooden door, wooden door
I shall enter you evermore
With my feet or with my mind
Your locks are never hard to find
Opened by many keys, over many years
Mine of gleaming crimson red

Past the threshold
And into the depths of my despair
Washing over like a poor wave
Slowly yet ever so surely
Knowing this is the sacred lair
Since I was but a young child
Seven years in this house
Break a mirror, and of course
The misfortune would be gone
Gone after seven years

But is it so,
That the misfortune had anywhere
Anywhere else to go than here?
As I pace these bleak halls
Of blank white and dust
Floor creaking upon uncertain steps
Sounds surely to fall upon
Overly critical ears
Wooden door, wooden door,
I shall pass through you evermore
Many times you’ve been slammed
Other times sheltering the world
From wars of words and hatred
Fear and violence echo here
Echo in the still of the night
In the near silence of their slumber
But I do not sleep, no I don’t dare
I lay awake, night after night
Dreamer am I, shall I always be
Grant me freedom, wooden door
Grant it to me in due time,
Oh wooden door.

- Jay M
May 10th, 2022
Theme piece for a creative writing publication. Theme: Welcome home. I decided to approach it from the perspective of a person that suffered trauma in their house.
Jay M Sep 2022
Wooden door, wooden door
I shall enter you evermore
With weary feet or woeful mind
Your locks never hard to find
Opened by many keys, over many years
Mine of gleaming crimson red

Beyond the threshold
Into the depths of my despair
Washing over like an intoxicating wave
Slowly yet ever so surely
Knowing this is their sacred lair
Since I was but a young child
Seven years in this dismal house
Break a mirror, and of course
Hope the misfortune would be gone
Faded after seven years

But is it so,
That the misfortune had anywhere
Anywhere else to go than here?
As I pace these bleak halls
Of blank white and dust
Floor creaking upon uncertain steps
Sounds surely to fall upon
Overly critical ears
Wooden door, wooden door,
I shall pass through you evermore
Many times you’ve been slammed
Other times sheltering the world
From wars of words, of hatred
Fear and violence echo here,
Echo in the still of night
In the near silence of their slumber
But I do not sleep, I cannot dare
I lay awake, night after night
Dreamer am I, shall I always be
Grant me freedom, wooden door
Grant it to me in due time,
Oh wooden door,
Grant it to me evermore.

- Jay Martinez
September 12th, 2022
I'm polishing up these pieces to be placed in my Senior Anthology, which is going to be published at the end of the year.
Jay M Apr 2020
There's something so simple
Yet so utterly complex
In the use of words

They flow out like rivers
Rough and in bursts at first
Then they calm down,
Smooth into fluid speech
With much less fear of being misunderstood
Yet, maybe so
Now more than ever
Fear that our words are misinterpreted
That our rivers have been secretly redirected
Pooling elsewhere in small amounts

- Jay M
April 22nd, 2020
Just thinking about words, and how they can be interpreted in so many different ways with context. Rather interesting, once you get to thinking about it.
Jay M Aug 2021
As the night wears on
As the mind wanders
Ponders what is to come
A heart yearns, it longs
For words of comfort
Even if they are uncertain
The fact they could be spoken
Brought to life, to weary ears
Would put one at ease

- Jay M
August 28th, 2021
Words can be comfort, a great one at that- surely a poet would know.
Jay M Apr 2020
There are stories
Written short to the naked eye
But to the eye of the poet;
There are potential volumes
Of verses and lyrics
Occasional verses and ballads

Hidden all around
Some at first so beautiful
Petals of a bright red rose
The color, fragrance, and corolla appeal
Then seen are the thorns
Sharp as small daggers
Some never to ***** flesh
Others bound to draw blood

Healthy presentation
Good taste and style
Sweet little smile
Glimmering eyes
Melodic voice
Thoughtful and observant
So why the hesitation?

Were those eyes truly glimmering,
Or were they swarming flies,
Hovering over a rotting heart?

That melody
Could it have been giving a choice?
Be wary and don't take the bait
Or be lured by a siren?

Was that thoughtfulness of pure intent
Or will it be a future lament?
Were they so observant
Because they were captivated by you
Or to use blackmail and make you a servant?

- Jay M
April 29th, 2020
The purpose of this poem is to sketch how there is a story in everything, and there is much more than meets the eye. Some eyes may see more, but never the whole entirety of what lies before them. The speaker in this piece is a person who speaks from experience, thinking they knew someone but only having scratched the exterior. When writing this poem, I had to consider how the speaker would be able to express their experience without doing into details (to be open for others to relate to and connect with).

*This poem is being included in my Poetry Portfolio for my Creative Writing class, and I really hope it's good enough.

**When I read this to one of my sisters, she said, "It's Twilight! It's all Twilight!" Well, no, but if you think of it that way it somehow makes sense.. Hah, I didn't see that one coming.
Jay M Sep 2020
Yellow rose
Beauty so bright
Thorns drip of crimson

So sweet
Alas,
Only to be taken through pain

Yellow rose
Burning sun
Smile for me
Lure me with your scent

Yellow rose
Petals rays of light
Shine down on me
Ever so bright
Get me through the night

Yellow rose
Bloom for me
Show me your inner beauty

Yellow rose
More than your protective thorns
More than your petals of gold

Yellow rose
Take me back
To times of bliss
When chaos was aside
Where we did not hide

Yellow rose
Slowly wilting
Remain for me
Just be

Yellow rose
Slowly it does decay
Veins of brown
Slowly taking over

Yellow rose
Fire burning low
Embers flutter and flow
Soon to go dark
Turn to ashes

Yellow rose
Decay and dry
How you did try
To display your inner beauty

Yellow rose
I suppose
This is just how it goes

- Jay M
September 14th, 2020
Oh yellow rose.
You
Jay M Mar 2019
You
In times of confusion,
I am divided;
Hopeful, yet hopeless,
A strong sense of sureness,
Yet filled with uncertainty.

In those eyes, so calm and caring,
There is the most gentle soul,
One of knowledge, and compassion,
My love for you is strong,
But my hope of the return dwindles.

When we hug,
My compassion bursts forth,
Forever I wish to hold you,
Alas, I will let go if you want me to.

- Jay M
February 12th, 2019
Jay M Oct 2022
“You look nice today”
I say every day
To you, beautiful boy,
And happily I’ll say it
Until I have words no more,
Or even without words,
For I only need eyes,
Or perhaps hands and lips.

- Jay M
October 11th, 2022
I wrote this on a small piece of paper, folded it into an origami pigeon, and gave it to the guy I like! I told him not to lose it, and he said, "I tend to forget things, but I'll try my hardest not to lose it."
Jay M Feb 2020
Baby, you said you wanna be
Royalty
We can be anything we wanna be
So long as it's you and me
I'm happy to be
The queen to your king
The medic to your soldier
But you had better let me fight too

I smile when I look and see the ring
On your finger
Oh I linger
On the happy moments we have
And will keep making

Let me put my head on your shoulder
When I'm getting tired
You put your head on mine
That's fine
It's always good
To dream beside you
And to hear you say you love me too

One day I want to put the real ring
On your finger
But for now linger
On the one that's there
Let me brush your hair
Behind your ear
And tell you silly jokes
Take you to see my folks
Oh love, I love you
And I'm so glad that you love me too

Took me to your house
Saw your cat catch a mouse
Introduced me to your mama
I'm glad there is no drama
Introduced me to your siblings
Quite the young little yearlings
Introduced me to your family
They're quite mannerly

Baby, I've still got so much I want to show you
But right now, what can I do?
Ah, I know
I'll show
Every part of who I am
And I gotta say; ****
I've shown you a lot
You've shown me what you've got
But I still have a bit more
I hope I'm not a bore

Love, you said you wanna be
Royalty
We can be anything we wanna be
So long as it's you and me
I'm happy to be
The queen to your king
The medic to your soldier
But you had better let me fight too
Because I'll never stop fighting for you.

- Jay M
February 21st, 2020
He called me last night and sang "Royalty" by Connor Maynard, and when he finished singing he asked me, "So will you be my queen?" I said yes, and could not stop smiling for quite a while. That was the best surprise ever, and he's just so darling. Turns out he wasn't talking to me because his mother had taken his phone, and was going through it. I really was worried over nothing, and feel silly for allowing my anxiety to get the better of me. Everything is alright again, and I'm glad for that.

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"Only a king bows down to his queen, but in the game of chess the queen protects her king."

No idea what that quote is from, but I love that quote.
Jay M Mar 2019
Here
         we
               go
                    again...

                                ­Drip...
                                          .
             ­                              .
                                          .
                   ­            Drop...

                                          Tears glide down her cheek,

Cascading to the ground,

                                       Thousands crashing around her,

                                                           ­                              Soothing her,

Telling her she's not alone,

                                              But that's all she feels...

                                                      -­ Jay M
                                                   March 22nd, 2019
Jay M Sep 2020
Under the cover of stars
Reaching out
Into the dark
Hoping
Wishing for a dream to greet you

Seated in the silence
So loud
It's suffocating
Tormenting
Until

There is a whisper in the wind
Guiding you
Through a maze of stone
Something deep inside
Only to awaken
Vision blurred again
Rub away sleep

Unsure when the fear will leave
Put down the load you heave
Up a hill of uncertainty

Falling just to rise again
Hoping it'll all be fine
For better days to come

Back against the wall
Tears begin to flow
As memories never go
Nor will the pain

Out
Beyond the window
Comes a whisper
On sweet air
Hanging still
Loose from hiding
In the cracks

"Fight for your life,
For your right,
Never let go
Of who you are
Don't leave it as a scar
Or this battle is forever

So
Fight for your life,
For your right,
Free your heart
From the cage inside
No longer to hide."

A tune plays in the mind
Bringing strength
Wipe away your tears
Time to fight your fears
Before they consume you for years

Words flow
Hopefully not to fall
Upon deaf ears
Do not let go

Carry on,
Another day
Another dawn
Get up and on
Never let go
Forget the show

Don't let them control you
A puppet for their pleasure
Stand, cut the strings
Listen to your heart
No longer their words
Dripping poison in your cup

"Fight for your life,
For your right,
Never let go
Of who you are
Don't leave it as a scar
Or this battle is forever

So
Fight for your life,
For your right,
Free your heart
From the cage inside
No longer to hide."

Hold on
For your life
In their storm
As they try to shake you
Break you
To their will

Don't be still
Rise to your feet
Let the shackles fall away
Draw your sword
And fight.

- Jay M
September 21st, 2020
Don't let people control your life- it's yours, not theirs.

*Listened to "One More Night" From The Ash while writing this.
Jay M Jun 2019
This is the poem
For the heartsick
For the bleeding
The young
The innocent
The broken
It's a hard road
And there are days,
Oh years,
But even so
You have to be stronger than fear

Get back up again
Never let them
Know they got you
Or all will truly be lost

Believe you are strong
And you will be strong
A one person army
One voice
Lifting hundreds
So what are you waiting for?
Approval?
Speak your mind
Seize the time
Write the rhyme
Because it's your life
This
Is
Your
Story

- Jay M
June 4th, 2019
Jay M Sep 2020
Talking sleep
Memories I wish to keep
Time knows the tears I weep
As I let my tea steep

Walking with head hung low
Eyes but a dim lit glow
Hidden heart, refuse to let it show
Ever afraid of letting go

Draperies sewn shut
Stolen into a hollow hut
**** the peacock that did strut
Replaced with what
But a weak mutt.

- Jay M
September 24th, 2020
Walking like a zombie, living but unsure what's driving it.
Jay M Oct 2019
Stuck
In a classroom full of children
The numbness shall win

My mind a haze
My hands with a will of their own
Lost someplace
Far away
Then
Return to the realm of the body
Concern as to what has happened
Peers question
Yet I have no answer
For I am still searching for one

Run, run, run
Over and over upon the parchment
Run, run, run
Scrawled across my math paper
Overlapping letters
Unreadable
A scribble

Tell me
What has become of me?
Going on for 2 years
Rising when I least expect
Taking control
Throwing me out
Now feeling as though 'twere not my own
Save me from the void of sensation in my fingertips
Bring me back so I may feel
Anything but empty and pain

- Jay M
I was brought out of zoning by my friend, and my table-mates were all concerned.

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