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Don't speak of me, the way that you do.
Hiss my name through your teeth,
do what you will, I bequeathed
The grains, the grains of sand.
Hidden, hidden beneath earths grand,
glorious, terrifying innards.
Where the seeds are seeded
and the roots are weeded.
Deep, deep down below, to the magma,
to the core, we go!
I told you, and I told you once before.
This, the only adventure, I'll never know.
How mystifying, the world I didn't explore.
How weak I was, I couldn't let go.
Just go! Wherever I'd like to go.
To a world, a world unknown.
Buried inside, hidden deep down to my core.
It lies in wake, waiting, for that one special day.
Release these demons, release this pain.
How can it be, that I'm living in vain?
My life summed up in words
and jumbled letters on a page.
My life has been nothing,
but ink and torn paper.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
Wrote this a couple months ago, I just had to change up some lines before I went ahead and posted it.
I want to float
on a boat
towards a
sea of your love,
and ride
the waves.
I'll hold on
tight, don't
worry, I won't
release these reins.
This trip
is so long
and I keep
wondering
how much farther
I must go
to reach you.
But I paddle on
hoping I haven't
missed the signs
of you and me
written up in the sky.
This sea is so grand
as your heart
it withstands
the gusts'
as they dance
eventually
bringing me
a little bit closer
to the shore
I've longed
so long for.
So many
passing ships
but only one
holds the beacon.
Striking match
makes flame
Finally revealing
you truly are
the yin
to my yang
© 2013 Christina Jackson
Love will be my guiding light
Revealed to me on the darkest of nights
Ever a reminder of brighter times.
All the hurt and all the pain,
will eventually fade away.
My wounds may never heal
but I will not let them stray
I will not let them wallow away
Forever I'll remember, all of those days
I spent bruised and scarred.
Torn and tattered, but not once
did I shatter! not once did I break!'
Everything in me, made of stone.
You cannot break, the unbreakable.
You cannot muffle this flame within'
Try as you might, but you will never win.
The strong, they'll prevail in the end.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
You are more lovely than the
sea is green.
The scent of evergreen, and the grass
beneath your feet.
You are more lovely than the
birds, the bees and the trees.
Rain soaked tenderness,
dances across the street.
You are more lovely than
all the dreams I've dreamed.
Nothing is more lovely than the
look your eyes gleam.
All along those dusty forgotten roads,
Is where I ought to be.
Is where my heart will be.
And nothing is more lovely than
the thought of you and me.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
On spring break right now so I actually have time to write!
Out of these layers of existence
Your presence, is much reminisced.
Out of these layers of existence.
I beg to forget, but never regret.
Shed these layers, peel away
the scars, the years, the tears.
Out of these layers of existence
You don't have to hide anymore,
there's nothing to fear; terrified of those
true colors bleeding onto the page
and melting into the floor.
Frightened to let go, but remember
what you'll miss. Don't throw away
everything you've ever lived for.
Out of these layers of existence
take off the mask
rewind the time
forget those hateful words
just live your life
remember the strife
just live your life
not enough time
don't let it slip
by..
© 2013 Christina Jackson
May the wind be my breath,
and the rain be my tears.
May the thunder be my madness,
when you are in fear.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
You may be older; but I'm just as old.
You may be wise; but I'm all the wiser.

You may be filled with love; but not from I.
You may be a lot of things; but one thing
you're not; is mine.

Your comfort is like home to me, but
I couldn't tell you why.

I've been wandering for far too long,
I think I've lost my mind.

Maybe I'm just a wrecking ball,
waiting to demolish that wall you've built,
around your heart.
or
Maybe I'm just the dart, you're the eye,
and the bulls waiting patiently; silently disguised.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
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