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Jack Jenkins Jun 2016
You're beautiful.*

I know you don't see or feel that a lot of the time
You feel like
Starving
Pill popping
***
Blades
Are the only way out of the pain
I can assure you it isn't
Because you're a beautiful person
For being able to endure what you've been through
Still finding friends to love and care for
Expressing yourself in the midst of the pain

Though memories may cause you to fall
You be sure to get up and keep going on
And if you ever need a helping hand
Or just a hug
Remember: *
You're still beautiful
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Rain falls like wet sand
This spring storm falling on me
Oh, if I could fly!
Written 1 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Nowadays, to play a fool is to be cool
A fool indeed, being only society's tool
Narcissists are the ones that rule
They sit on their thrones and just drool

They wave their royal sceptre
And call for their favorite jester
A laugh to relieve all the pester
But they only become your molester

Dance for them, like a puppet on a string
While they eat puppies like it's Beijing
Now you must sing, just to please the king
All the while, you never feel their sting

Then when you're no longer entertaining
You are discarded, like a card from your magic deck
And you're left outside charred, scarred and marred.
Written 22 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
Moment of sadness
Breaches tranquil peacefulness
Ends today's beauty
//On sadness//
Jack Jenkins Nov 2017
Plumbing at work,
Backed up flooding murk;
Servers and emails,
Just errors and fails;
Even my chocolate,
Melted in my pocket.

:-(
Worst **** day ever...
Jack Jenkins Oct 2016
To my greatest friend
Who put stars
Back into my eyes.
Who mended this
Fractured heart
With healing love.
Who gives me reason
To look back with peace
To look forward with hope.
This friend of mine I love,
I adore,
I admit,
Is my best friend.
A poem of adoration to my friend who deserves a million more poems. I love you, and thank you for having my back.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Darkness and light may battle in me every night
But this war torn mind is held together better
And this stitched together heart has many healed scars
Because Someone is holding me together with amazing people.

Yes, you amazing poets are a cause for great hope
And I look forward to you everyday
You great people I love so much
Some I've never seen your face
All I've never heard your voice

But I have seen, heard, and felt something better
Your poetry
Your stories
Your broken hearts
Your broken minds
They make you whole
And I love you all for it
So so much.
Written 7 February 2016... lost touch with a lot of them... maybe I'll find some more on here.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
Heat waves blister us
Water evaporates fast
Temperatures soar high
//On nature//
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Too long; didn't read,
Not enough time,
Too much to do,
Hope it wasn't important,
But I'm all about me,
You didn't draw me in,
With the first five seconds.

My attention span is short,
If I'm not entertained,
I won't give you my time,
So keep it short and snappy,
And make it all about me.
Written 23 March 2016... sarcastic attack on short attention spans and uncaring people.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I remember the giddiness I had as a small child;
All the world was a grand adventure!
Pirates sailed the seas,
Monsters hid in your closet,
The moon was just a cardboard box away!

Life was so much simpler,
The whole morning revolved around,
Spongebob and Tom & Jerry,
The afternoon was time to play,
Evening was all about what dessert we would have,
Nighttime we would get stories of dragons and knights and princesses.

Each color through a child's eyes is vivid and awesome.
They see the world through a kaleidoscope,
And laugh in the most beautiful ways.

I would love to be a child once again,
And fly with the dinosaurs,
To the moon.
Written 18 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Sep 2016
Where is all the grandeur of the stars?
   Beauty between the notes of a violin?

Lost, inconsequential, insignificant...
   To the sample of your bare flesh.

Tell me to listen to your heart,
   Ear pressed to the thumps.

How I would feel that heart against mine!
   How would I ever feel the same again?
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
You don't have to...
Cut
Drink
Drug
Have ***
Lie
Work
Or be popular to fill that hole in you.
It's not about being perfect, but being vulnerable.
Maybe if you open yourself up, let go of your control
You could find a piece of that peace you're looking for.
I'm always here if anyone needs me.

-JJ
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
Simple words
Tough to do
Tougher still
Let her go
Written 12 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Jul 2019
Blocks settle inside my mind//
Bookends to the pages of us//
Pressed together but fallen apart//
Every poem a story, a seance to your ghost//
You're not dead but I am to you//
I'm on the other side tapping the glass//
Hopeful that someday a whisper of me//
Might graze across the valleys of your brain//
The memories would be kind, not of pain//
But that's just a fantasy//
And our love was just fiction//
It became stillborn in reality//
//On ex girlfriend//
No idea why my ex has been on my mind all of a sudden. Swore I was done writing about me and her.
Jack Jenkins Nov 2017
car glides on the road
the wet cement crackles sharp
life keeps moving on
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
Friends are a lot like
leaves of a tree,
or roots of a tree.

They're in your life for
a few seasons and fly,
or in your life forever...
Maybe this metaphor is why I feel so uprooted anymore...
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Amazing writer
I adore your awesome works
Inspirational
Written 21 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Jul 2017
Kept behind gates rusted shut
All my words are locked away
Shrouded in fogs of uncertainty
A mural of misanthropic dreams
This art shuttered from my heart
A colorblindness to ink and paper
Rolling my thoughts over and over
Like a roast pig over a spitting fire
I can no longer find my way out
Escaping from my mind's maze
Where no light dares twinkle
Writer's block in extreme depression is a bad thing for me to have...
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
True love:
Loving perfectly
an imperfect person

True love:
Giving everything
For only one

True love:
I love you
I love you too...
Jack Jenkins May 2018
I don't believe in true love.
She said "you'll see one day..."
I've already seen enough.
I should put this in a book...
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Holding so many secrets of so many people
Everyone confides in me their darkest deeds
I'm not sure why people trust me so much
I haven't done anything to earn it
Except keeping my mouth shut

But I want to say thank you for trusting me
Those who have confided in me
I see you at your worst moments
And I see the beauty in you
I won't ever let go of you guys
Written 23 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I see horrible brokenness on here...
I cry for you beautiful people.
Written 20 January 2016... see it on here as well as poetfreak
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Twilight's deep sorrow
Darkness consuming her whole
Misery cries out!
Written 28 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Evening twilight now
Rubies and gold glow the sky
Crickets symphony
Written 21 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Fill the sky and shine a light
Make this night starry bright
Unveil this shy, bashful moon
Remove it from it's cozy cocoon

Crack the sky and split the air
Make it tear and fire a glare
Ignite it with lightning and screams
Terrors will be your dream themes

Burn us down and slay us all
**** us crawling and let us fall
Never build your towers up
Drink from your poisoned cup

And when we're all dead and gone

Fill the sky and shine a light
Make this night starry bright
Unveil this shy, bashful moon
Remove it from it's cozy cocoon
Written 18 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
Two wrongs don't make a right
Two deaths don't make a life
Two lefts don't make a right
Two people don't make a friend
Two loves don't make a happily ever after
Jack Jenkins Nov 2019
And all the loneliness floods and pools within
The darkened sea of sweetened sin
A pain strengthened of anguish
Lost hope breeds my languish
Sanguine eyes are blind and frail
Misconceived by this stupid veil
Til I've paid my final price
My life's vice has cursed me twice
//On loneliness and addiction//
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Two people love each other. That's all that matters. Things can go wrong and fights can get nasty. Anything as precious as that can come to
a screeching halt at any time, but if the love is still there, anything can happen. It would be crazy to not at least give love, the most influential
and powerful force on earth since the beginning of time, a second chance to change things for the rest of our happy lives. How can you be okay
with losing me? How can you imagine me happily with another person? How can you sleep knowing that my lips don't belong to you anymore?
What if we were made to live in each others arms like two pieces to a unique, brilliant, and perfect puzzle? Our love is better than this and you
and I both know it. This isn't the conclusion we were meant to say farewell with and all the happiness and bliss we shared together wasn't simply
a fun way to pass the time. You are the love of my life and all I could ever ask for is a second chance to show you that we're the perfect dream
team we always joked about. I count to infinite while I pray that your heart will be mine again. Two people love each other. That's all that matters.
Written by my friend (who wants to remain anonymous)  21 February 2016.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I'm tired of putting makeup on all the evil of this world.

I don't want to present the starving people
I don't want to present the life shattering wars
I don't want to present the the greedy businesses
I don't want to present the false charities
I don't want to present the lying politicians
I don't want to present the corruption of humanity
Like its all just a temporary thing and we're gonna get better.
We're not getting better, we're getting worse
And we'll continue to get worse until everything is dead.

Yes, technology is at an all-time high
Yes, clean water will be worldwide within 50 years
Yes, we've advanced
Medicine
Social freedoms
Philosophy
Culture
Equality
Tolerance
Literature
Science­

But guess what? We hate more than ever. We suffer more than ever.
We judge those who don't conform. There's no attempt at understanding!
We hide our past because we're ashamed of it. But if it's the past, then it made us into what we are in the present.
And like a cancer we never realize it's true until it's too late.
Written 4 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
If life lies, why do I try?
If death dies, do I fly?
An unanswered question
Actually two of them

My hope is unwavered
My hope is also dying
Contradictions arise
This logic capsules
Written 2 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2018
The loneliness gets to me
& when I get lost I know how not to be found

The love gets to me
& when I give freely I know I'll stand alone

The pain gets to me
& ... I no longer know how to hold it back anymore
//On love and her//
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
Below the waters
The mermaids battle monsters
The battle is won
//On imagination//
This was my first actual haiku. The first I did broke the guidelines, so it wasn't a traditional haiku. Haha!
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Another murmur from my heart.
Another giving of thanks to still be alive.
Written 24 January 2016. Yay possibly fatal conditions!
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
You don't see the light
until you're plunged
into the darkness.

You don't feel the calm
until you're in
the tempest.

You don't feel whole
until you're
breaking.
Written 26 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
So much satisfaction
So little time
We can do this forever
Because you're all mine
Written 2 March 2016... never titled it
Jack Jenkins Jun 2018
i hurt
because
i know i
hurt
you
Jack Jenkins Nov 2019
I
Sleep
Yet
Never
Rest
//On exhaustion//
Jack Jenkins Aug 2022
there's a chill
in the air
its cold
mid july
except inside
where heaters glow
by those who fear
frost's bite
gather round
this quiet town
humble
but cold
your hands will reach
but not quite reach
the edge on which
we all fall down
Jack Jenkins Feb 2018
mental snap
imagine it
broken
ninety degrees of wrong
all of it wrong

*snap
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Flabbergasted and betwixt,
At the fairy's cascading figure,
Fixed between the man's fingers,
Like a burning cigar,
In western sunshine,
Falling like toppled coloration,
Of lumberjack flapjack,
Hit the road Jack,
And Jill,
To copper,
Whatever they want,
Without a fuss.
Written 16 March 2016... why did I write so much gibberish?
Jack Jenkins Aug 2018
Time was not the healer
I was promised it would be
just a threadbare bandage

I still love you
hate that I hate you
hate that I love you

Locked away feelings
it's better this way
to have no heart

Love was not a waste
just a taste though
was a price too high

Mind
incoherence but no amnesia
just let me forget it all

Broken body
inflamed and twisted
given to too many anyways

Heart is dead
died fighting the good fight
lost the war

Do I have peace?
At least the lesser half
Yes
//On life//
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
I'd trade every woman
I've ever been with
Just to have your love for a day.
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 Aug 2019
Concrete meets the sea
Illusion of heaven's gates
Crystal lies breed plagues

.....
.......
.....
//On Cities//
Jack Jenkins Jul 2016
The pain behind the eyes,
The hurt within the body,
The tears lost in the head,
The echoes whispers in the ear.

To see her doubled over in anguish,
To see him lose to his demons again,
To hope she'll one day be free,
To hope he'll win his next fight.

It's easy for people to hide their darkness,
Harder to be exposed to light,
It's hard to deal with depressed people like us,
Harder still to forgive ourselves.

Sometimes we hide in plain sight,
Sometimes we're the closest people to you,
Sometimes we are the "happiest" people,
Sometimes we're tomorrow's obituary.

So my plea to you is don't ever let us go,
So my plea to you is ask if we're really alright,
So my plea to you is don't execute the wounded,
So my plea to you is please don't let us leave us alone.
Written on 15 March 2016.
Jack Jenkins May 2016
Lord, the darkness has receded away,
Here You have always been, never leaving.
You have pressed against my soul, it withered.
Your Spirit tells me there was purpose to me breaking;

So if my brokenness brings You glory, then use my brokenness.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
We feel with poetic souls
We live in poetic bodies
We see with poetic eyes
We breathe in poetic air

And breathe out our poetry
We write our poetic world
Reaching out to poetic people
We love in only poetic ways

*For our hearts are always broken
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
The place I hold in my heart for you
Is chillingly, hauntingly, painfully empty.
I kept it for you, only for you
No other woman would do.
It's weathered a lot of storms
But I never let it deform.
And I waited, keeping everything fixed
You never came, our love is unmixed.
Now I'm here, alone in this house I built
For you, and only for you
No other woman will do.
I'm tired of waiting, now debating
To turn off the no vacancies sign
And let someone else in.
I guess my love for you is a limited time offer, now.
Written 17 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
I taste blood
You are my demon
You are my angel
I taste your blood
I ******* blood
Partake and join
Please and enjoy
I taste our blood
I taste their blood
Sinning succulent
Surprising sweetness
I taste blood
And it is good to me
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Silhouettes of shapeless design dance upon lighted canvas walls,
As the moon totters and topples between a black hole and your heart,
Ripping apart the space-time continuum of my already fractured skull,
Spewing forward from my sanguine eyes, a rainbow of discarded harmony and abstract ink blotches.

My mind enshrined itself whilst my thoughts unraveled like a Halloween treat from its wrapper,
Slipping between the bars of the grated floor and tumulting through pipes of unsavory character,
Spilling out from portals to the unrelenting yet ultimately mortal season of water,
Untimely demises are plotted by my cranial nerves to usher in revenge and animosity.
Written 15 March 2016... a very abstract poem
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