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Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
A little pink flower is laid down
Its pedals kissing the stone above
It's her grave, the woman he loved
The only woman he could ever love

If but death could be bargained with
He would trade a million souls for hers alone
How he holds her pillow to his chest every night
And watches their wedding video every day she's gone

And every year that passes him by
He leaves a little pink flower at her grave
And holds their precious daughter close
As they remember the woman who was their life
Written 25 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I love being an insomniac
Because I get to see so much
That sleeping people never see
Meet people from across the world
See so many different perspectives
Perhaps not sleeping is a blessing
Written 25 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I care too much
I suffocate people
I have so much family
I never let them close

Even with so many people
Surrounding my heart
Its stone walls are a mile high
Its stone walls are a mile thick

All the kings horses
All the kings men
Couldn't break this wall
With all the might they had
Written 25 February 2016... feels like I didn't finish this poem
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Pump the trumpet
Wait that's a trombone
Put it to a phone
Call up my clone
I want him to groan
But wait! There's more!
Time to settle the score
Before I become a bore
And you're on the floor
Declaring a war on me
When I just want to be free
And be happily glee
Like a flea on a dog
Dog?
Hot dog!
I'm going to eat a hot dog
In the middle of this city's smog
Maybe share it with a frog
On second thought I'll just hog
Like cog in the machine
God save the Queen
Written 25 February 2016... stupid gibberish
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I have this amazing ability
To smile through the pain
And laugh through the torture
While my heart is carved like turkey

You never know when I'm dying inside
Or when I'm standing on the edge
The thoughts I have seeing sharp objects
You'd think I was the happiest guy alive

Everyone says how good I am
How much I help them up
Nobody sees the pain I cause
Or the damage I inflict
Written 24 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Seventeen syllables
Five seven five
I want to be different
Written 24 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Eye for an eye, we all go blind
But you're better than mankind
Through judgement we hide
Never reveal our darker side
That we all have fallen short
Of the King's holy court
But through a bent knee
And a broken heart
He gives us who ask
An eternal restart
Written 24 February 2016... Isaiah 63:7-9
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