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 Jul 2019
Jack Jenkins
These walls were meant to keep people out, to keep me in;
These streets are narrow and only one-way,
And I can't decide if I should change. (Can people change?)

I want to open the doors, but I only stare silently,
Imagining the devil on the other side,
And I can't decide if it's worth it. (Am I worth it?)

This is a prison and I'm the warden of my hell
I'm the judge, the jury, and the executioner, too;
And I can't decide if I should live again. (Am I worth it?)
//On love and anxiety//

That feeling when you drag the darkest part of you into the light and then wonder if you made the right choice...
 Jul 2019
Jack Jenkins
I held on while I let you go; and darling if that's not love I don't know what to do.
When you walked away I only told you one lie and that was that I hated you.
That lie was true only on the surface because deep in my heart, darling, it split me in two.
I'm still in love, despite my best efforts; you're beyond me while I'm in my own noose.
Staring at a map, I cross the distance with my fingers and understand there is no use.
Life has made it's own plans for what became of us, and darling, love is always askew.
//On her//
 Jul 2019
Jack Jenkins
Collect washed out colors
To put in my pocket
As a keepsake with no value
Fenced in for safety
Peculiar things that I let in
Thoughts not my own
I resent them like the fireplace
Who's flames took my secrets
But I threw them in
It's the only thing in this house
To have changed in years
Why?
I hold the past for peace
Yet if I forget
There are ghosts that will avenge
//On living in the past//
 Jul 2019
Nathan
Crying
For no reason again
Questioning
Why am I even here
Darkness
It's 4:40am right now
Thoughts
End it all
End it all
End
It
 Jul 2019
Mary Gay Kearns
They were moulded together like turned wood,
Carved and twisted made to last,
A man and a dog, a Boxer dog,
Travelling along our road.

Love Mary **'
 Jul 2019
Elizabeth Squires
the competitors
shall be mounted on something high
and that something
stands on four speeding legs of ply

this particular sport
is presently staging a revival
as there are enthusiasts  
who want to see its survival

the outfits the rivals
wear are really heavy of weight
they must feel like
they're carrying a large freight

let us now hark back
to those days of yore
when the knights would
make a galore score

if you guess the
name of the sport
Sir Lancelot will be
your tournament escort
 Jul 2019
Cné
Breathing slow, breathing deep
Across the sea of slumber creep
Mists aglow with hidden fire
Sheets the bed with fresh desire

In the shadows of midnight's keep
The blaze is quickened, in flurried sleep
A haunting breath of flash and flame
Creeping ‘round the window pane

Scents that stain the pillow case
On the river of silence race
Swallowed up by raging need
Storms the crown, to plant the seed

Behind the shade of fevered dreams
Piercing truth, in stillness screams
Secrets locked beneath the skin
In visions ripe to trickle in

Broken whispers flutter by
Painting promise on the sky
Naked flesh begins to yearn
As passion flares, the body burns

Trapped in a subconscious mind
The light of day will never find
A fire as hot as is this bliss
Drowning in a moonlight kiss
 Jul 2019
Nathan
With the last match in my box
I'll set myself alight
So you may feel the warmth

One solemn tear doesn't even last
As it's vaporised by the heat
Of this lonely broken heart
 Jul 2019
Jack Jenkins
When I stare at mirrors
My eyes disrobe the lies
And shadows of my mind
Til I'm left with emotions
Creaking on worn floorboards
Stepping into a noose
Kicking the insecurity out
And waiting to find out
If I died
Or was set free
//On anxiety and insecurity//

I'm learning that I am extremely insecure about myself and am terrified of loneliness even though I tend to keep people at arm's length.
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