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127 · Sep 2021
artistic enthrallment
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2021
Tangerine-tinged recollections
upon a soft field of purposeful blue
Perceptively gentle this hue
seems to bleed to somewhere
This canvas keeps from view
Beyond the edges lay uncertainty
Masterful direction ques or glance
To the nearly too contrasted
Aligned shapes that represent
Every sensation blending into feeling
Too personal, we look upon what
Inwardly lay hidden, as if off edges
The attachments best expresses in colors
It makes us pause, want, recall what was
Fall, take in breath, shed a tear or confessed appreciation of our own inability to be true.

Reds melt and seep, against my the monochromatic, reality.
Whites force back the muted tones if unwashed brushes
Every shade, shape and conceptualized
Intentention t go at only artists can pull from those that pass by such

List my point and considering this a rough work in progress.
127 · Aug 2020
knots
Jack R Fehlmann Aug 2020
To the you

Of  then

Soothe thin

Mortal failings

Pure once

You do yet

I must move

Interned knot

Our wants

Confused

Balled in

Thoughts
127 · Jan 2021
And Yet, I Cannot
Jack R Fehlmann Jan 2021
Across this system
And back

From such a place
Few ever know

To You freely given
Unconditional

And yet, I cannot
Know again

Ever.
125 · Jul 2020
3600
Jack R Fehlmann Jul 2020
So many miles
When you needed me
As closure now I sit alone
Only the scent of you
To remind
that it was real
I wasn't dreaming
I'm a melting *** of feelings
This time
I am smiling
I let the weight free
So long beneath
which I held Exercised
The long felt anguish
Confessed undeniable
Still unreturned
and more so undeserved
Because it is right
Less and inside
The design of making
To do and accept denial
Because I am loyal
and I a fool
know no other way
Only that of you
But this fault of mine
Clear signs and good reasons
overlooked and embarassing
Infuriating, unnervinly
Set aside hurt.
Eyes drying saying
I came because
Because to do so might
To do so,...
was right
not mine this folly
being unwanted
only foretelling the direction
Of you, you set out
Chose to go once more
I the shadow
The loss
I, once more
The saddest
I, won't go
Will not follow.


3600 miles of laughing, crying and now your path again shows
That you prl
123 · Mar 2019
The Way of Things
Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2019
Beneath the blades of grass
The dew again forming
Catalyst, cool new air carries
Moisture, evaporated tears
Of yesterday, of yesteryear
To cling upon the surface as
Countless drops appear,
each pure, unpolluted, reflecting
Growing, to be shed again
To the earth as do these thoughts
But to the void beating in me
Pushing blood to keep me going
The way of things does not matter
Whilst emotions or unattended lack
There in does to one so mournful.

I. Miss.  You.
123 · Jun 2021
Rambling
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2021
I want, what by rights I might never have been to have done without.
To enjoy the kiss of sunlight entwined within the caress of gentle summer winds.
To gaze in delight, as gazed upon by eyes so endearing nearly bursting are they with appreciation and fond wishes.
A life that is less unsure and exceedingly willing to do more, to open and confess through action the depths of commitment and devotion to such cause as doing good in other's lives.
Creating joy and smiling often.
Confessing love without expectation or disappointment.
For time with my reflection, eye to eye, knowing that we are alright.
Asking the one within to join in celebration
The very act of life, and embracing the time given.  
To know these emotions in relatable terms.
I would like to see my limits and find no disappointment in them.
To step up to my fears and embrace them as the fibers of the but one part of the whole that make me who I am.

I wish I could out these things into beautiful verses.

To share somehow just how deeply I feel I've locked myself away inside.  

To know love.  Return it and never feel so lonely as I seem to always be.  

I want to share myself with like minded souls.

To experience unconditional, and how wonderful this must be.  

To know how or where, this is done.

But here I sit, again.  Rambling
123 · Nov 2021
How I cling to
Jack R Fehlmann Nov 2021
Melancholic
How I cling to
Forever far off
Farther behind you
Where words cannot
My eyes try
Denied my heart
And foolishly still I
Cling to the wish
How I miss you.
122 · Aug 2021
If I Were A Flower
Jack R Fehlmann Aug 2021
If I were a flower...
Having died however long prior,
I would then smell just as nice
As the day I first opened up?  

Would I  be allergic to my own pollen?

How terrifyingly huge a bumble bee would seem.

If I were a flower...
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2021
It feels so,..
Worth the time spent typing
backspacing, deleting
rereading
to post
so as to reread yet once
okay twice,
more than three times
today at least
to find comments and likes
a few, nothing like my favorites
on this my favorite of sites.
but I am not aiming at greatness.
I write, gibberish, melancholy, funny
and just plain ******* more than
an assembly of my conscious thoughts
that somebody liked!  
Thank you for taking time to show me.
Jack R Fehlmann Oct 2018
As if, yesterday!? I am me, but then, when I lived this or my very very first visitation
Of this hint of a moment, my mind, behind eyes but I see it.  Colors and sounds if I dive deep enough, coaxing and applying great will yo bring to my shallow forefront memory.
Forgotten why I run myself to conundrums and the distant stare, gone, unfocused on the now I squander looking back.  The classroom lights off as the magic of the reel chatters and sounds out in delayed wonder.  And we, I am enthralled to the world of motion set upon silver dusted and spread laid finely so the phantoms in the dancing light may hold visible and our minds so intrusting may be ***** and pillaged by a mouse with two big ears and an army of psychologists drawing maps passed if or if not we even like these tales...

Brainwashing generations into the Mouseketeers then run rampant behind lines and wrinkles brows of the me I am now.   A product of the moving pictures... Thank you.
119 · Nov 2018
Todays Eyes Caused
Jack R Fehlmann Nov 2018
Awakened daylight demanding
Fresh eyes face life yet accepted
Better the unknown horizons
To ease the dreams just left
Though hurt lingering remains
Seemingly forever mine caught
By practiced smile though thin
Called upon when needed
Thoughts did not tame ruin dreams
Answering each occasion I fall
To awaken hoping to exercise these
Demons and lay this pain
Lively and open owning broken
As I am imperfect and ashamed
Today's eyes caused temporary relief
From the dreams loss causes
In secret and uninvited
119 · Jun 2021
The Right Words
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2021
If I could be the words
That you read
That
Make you see
These truths
And cause a want
In you
What but the words
I too often profess
I'd write it
Again.
119 · Jul 2020
Abrogated Attachments
Jack R Fehlmann Jul 2020
I can afford no more to you
The oceans of solitary moments
Reversed and receding
Reveal to the few watching
Hulks gone under long ago
Vessels they denied lost
Broken and pulled beneath
How I felt about how you did not
118 · Jun 2021
I Feel Like Walking
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2021
Stop. This.
I am confined.
These ways we...
We're.
Two lines now...
And I need something.
This route
This time
I'd like to be by myself.
I feel like walking.
Go.  On now to what is yours
I know you
You'll make great time
And, me?
Mine, is...
A beautiful walk.
Really.
So, please? Stop.


And love drives off.

I began walking.
117 · Mar 2021
Around You
Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2021
Fable is ever after
At least for one such
One day a split
A separation of body
And the one inside.
The two at odds
As ageless passengers
Within mortal matter
To live through the signs
As our fleshly prisons
Fall apart, until it carries no more.  
What lessons must be so cruel.
When ones body falls to pieces
Around you.
117 · Oct 2018
Untitled
Jack R Fehlmann Oct 2018
You



Resounding proof
You
The one I design
these lines to
For

You

Heart beating deeper
I hear them
Brutally trying
To hide you're inner longing

To you


I am




Sorry
117 · Sep 2021
Selfishly Missed Out
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2021
Held out; Missed myself
Unchosen; unknown reasons
Proof; never certain.
Know now; should've listened
115 · May 2021
Thrown
Jack R Fehlmann May 2021
Alone

In flight aimed at denial.

Aloft

Thrown with purpose

Apart

Impacting a breath this side

Another

Win denied
115 · Jul 2021
If Someone Read These
Jack R Fehlmann Jul 2021
If after falling in love
Again.  
Would they?

If after having read, These
of mine
Poems
Could they?

Stay.  

These are only but
Shades, and glimpses
I am here, today

Stay.

I cannot bring myself
To be rid of
They are my soul
Choices, dreams,
My hopes,
Learned lessons

A map of how
And because -of's
I am
This way
I am

After knowing

Would they ever...
115 · Nov 2018
The end
Jack R Fehlmann Nov 2018
Felt it in subtle way
Clues that she betrays
I move close though
She seems to go off away
I begin to see it
Even If she says different
We ain't going to make it
Welcome to the final days
Love this far gone
It won't be much longer
When i choose not to
And she keeps going
Welcome to the ending
This is where we are love.
Where i am
You just walk away.
The end.
114 · Feb 2021
A Thought Played
Jack R Fehlmann Feb 2021
The birth of a thought
Made to play
On my mind's eye screen
Always private showings
Has gray matter paints the scene
Of a life less alone
Kissing smiles and so much sunshine
Lives another version of me
He is counterweighted balanced
Though she remains faceless
This only compliments
And they are so trusting
One always lifting one always holding
Accepting and content such Bliss
My missing picture perfect
Inside weeping I admit I want this
Even when this is longing
A foolish thought forbidden wish
Lost and thought found damaged
A thought played then it ended and then it ended
114 · Sep 2018
If Ever; Suzy
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2018
The chance being so,
So, so, so very unlikely
You, you might now and again
Find Me behind Your eyes
Those amazing green and hazels
From time to time
Revisiting like I do
too, too often
The better times of You and I
If somehow curiosity grabs control
Leading You to find these lines
For whatever purpose
Any reason
I am not hopeful
But if so, I am and do
I feel I forever might
Hurt and feel hollow
Sick at myself and my wrongs
Know that though too late
I realize how much you loved me
I love you then and now
I only show that in glimpses
For this I am sorry
A flaw in my design
But if you knew
How I hold onto the photos
If you, of us, of then
Our lives, our smiles
And they outnumber all my other
Pictures combined...
Even the ones of my child
Are well below the number you own
I will not delete these
As they are all I have now.
But if anything this should
Show how I hold you still
So dear, that I did love you
If ever... Suzy.  I do.
I will always.
114 · Nov 2018
Hindsight loves Longing
Jack R Fehlmann Nov 2018
You're on my mind
Again
Won't You come love
Sick of crying
Turn these eyes
Away
Blankly stare at today
Vacantly losing
Now
Motion dealing
Lifes chaotic place
Wasting
From down inside
To the empty
Feeling
Cannot cause this
is the ache
Wanting
Yesterday again
The impossible
emptiness
You are so far
My favorite
Gone
I am differently
And I awful
soaked in ruin
Inexcusable
With memory
Caging me in
Awful
Ash grey thoughts,
You are brightly burning
embers
Across such distance
A siren's call
Just as today
This way I go on
Hoping
It end it
Welcoming
Barbed arrows
As they fall
retributionill
Last act, or may i let
Alone
only always
Words did fall
Away
I will, or
I will not
Escape this.
Maybe.
114 · Jun 2021
I do my best
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2021
I've tried to be a good man
Done my best at parenting
Raising an incredible human being
Far far better then I have ever been.
It's the other areas that I lack luster
Romance less after three attempts
Horrible at the game of credit and imagined numbers leaving no room for changes.
I do my best to choose the avenue of success
To find I've missed that turn or am now head on wrong way traffic.
Day by day, job by job I pay my help and partner to find I've forgotten myself once more.  Sought self help without asking others assistance and developed a respect for binaural methods of entrancement.  Lean far too much on auto correct, and procrastinate on reflex most mundane tasks I'm faced with.  Breathing wrong and wasting ridiculous sums.  My aches and pains grow more pronounced each day.  Until I drop I'll have to bear through to keep a roof.  I've not one lifelong friend that I've kept close and I have no excuses for my lack of attempts.  I have forgotten boons that a good man would've returned equally if not more as soon as they could.  I do my best but all in all, I feel I've been mediocre at best.
113 · Oct 2020
Severity of Those Betrayals
Jack R Fehlmann Oct 2020
Beautiful yet, those
Constructed misdirections
Barbed and sharp
Lacerations left behind
Belied the severity
The depth of which
Truth now sheds light
Yet to face weak denial

How am i
What thoughts bitter
Like bile at such
Loss of trust
Cost of those lies
As such I loved faithfully
To wound this fool
Your actions stain
And betrayal so careless

Makes the ending
A place of hate
Needlessly
As I am that price
We are that ending
I ask why?
Lies steal any closure
And I never heal.
113 · Jul 2020
Allows Less
Jack R Fehlmann Jul 2020
I live in little world
Within these borders my kingdom

My walls, my keep,
My burden is mine and mine alone

Though I strategically seem beaten
This enemy waits afraid

Their toxic men of vision
Do not know my reasoning

All they can do is speculate
Behind these impregnable walls

The mad man king rules
Because he is aline
112 · Jun 2021
The Trick Is
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2021
If I am to carry on through
Eye to eye with cruel nature
And intentional less caring
Found as is the case
I will call upon a trick
Using it to a brilliantly
Defensively of course, mainly
Who could be offended by my smiling?
Choosing to enjoy my day today.
111 · Oct 2021
Oath
Jack R Fehlmann Oct 2021
In few words
Such life changing
well placed intent
All consuming,
To
You.

Alone.

But what words could
Convey an inkling
Such
pressing importance
As these lips say

But my oath

To

You?

I
Meant it.

I.
Do.
110 · Jun 2020
I will not write
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2020
This way following that
That happened again.
Folly, stitched neatly this
Predictable wavey pattern
Weaving in and through out
What was once was not
Again the words I try after
Not to hold not to lock away
But to borrow as they too do
Hate me as only you so deserving
So by I won't strung along
Loaned words that elude
To draw the inner rolling hurt
I've gone this time the last time
I won't write how badly I
Won't.  Write without broken
Intent, coiled up and strewn about
As I once relished bitterly engrossed
Forcing my selfish failings
Won't discribe or talk away guilt
Seeking praise or atonement
I am in this place where alone
Drapped upon shaking reluctance
Is the smothering blanket of my life
I won't write to run and hide
As I've done to you, time again
This time, again.  I won't
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2021
In my years labelled: "Not-A-Child"
though, barely 20 full cycles of the earth and sky.
Then, full of abandon, and unlearned consequential
Eager to prove my amplitude and unbreakable daring.
Incapable of any end I did not myself proscribe.
So foolish.  So innocently ignorant and short-sided, aye.
hand over hand my life was gambled,
never looking down, not a thought how increasingly far it was.
Only my next hand hold, the hardest route I could own
Eyes only on the summit, mind firmly lost to ego
Pulling my weight from an over-hang, as if nothing special
I stood on that precipice, laughing and moved proceed ever higher
when a simple bit of gravel, a few small pebbles proved
how foolish and childish my ways until that slip had been
one foot, my legs, my stomach next
elbows next, then the hit to my chin
all while my childish, desperate hands failed
finding no proof of my skill, only abrasions were earned
looking up to the point of my end
I thought of my mother first, then family, friends
I relived insignificant child memory moments
hearing my words in my own head:
What have I done?  Because of Me, they will hurt.
Because of this decision, I will cause them to mourn.
And I felt it just before my legs did...
That moment when, my youthful spirit was dead
and adult lessons, real life, or death consequences
as my ankle first, exploded result of 40 feet of free fall,
closely followed my wrist, my knee, part of my front tooth
and finally the sickening crunch of my right eye socket
that brought with it, black, deep nothingness
Jarring, scrapping my inner balance all directions
though no thought of this made any sense, as I must be dead.
but I found no light, no tunnel.  
No angelic form to welcome my spirit.
Opening my eyes I saw the new world as never before.
One eye at least, that is.  
But that lesson stuck.  And I realized how sweet
and incredibly fragile this thing called life is.
I became aware of the importance and responsibility being loved and loving really is.

That was how I grew up.  That was the moment I was no longer just "a kid".
108 · Sep 2021
Untitled
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2021
And, how am I supposed to feel?
When I've failed at literally everything I've ever done.
This slow motion day to day trainwreck
Is growing leads to but one end.  
One I used to certain I'd avoid. Resentment trying to form.  I won't because of him, of the few, of them.  Being forced to pickyself up, admitting, again, why it was me.  My fault, I failed this latest attempt.  Running out of options.  Spirit nearly broken. I'd ask for help, but if only I knew where?  How or why? What is the point? When I obviously will set others up to disappoint.  I hate being a burden.  I can feel peers views.  I hate seeing the look that most try not to be apparent.  Apparently, they don't understand how that look is me.  My own in the mirror every mi ute if every day.
108 · Jun 2020
Answering with a hint
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2020
The apex is

Really an end.

The higher

More important

The more time

One takes to know it.


Where am I in this?
107 · Sep 2021
A Need to Not Be Lost
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2021
I may yet make it
To the ground of life above

If to try
and try I must
Though no
No siren calls

I move forth
on volition
Masquerading plainly
Aging desperation
A need
to not be lost

To see
and feel contentment
To be
Breathing
deeply such fabled air
Accomplished
if
to be my last
Then
From below and in
Beneath
and so far back

From that place
that
only holds this
Away taunting

My one last wish
A lonely hope

The one truth
My direction

home
I go to escape excuses

I go.
I go.
I know.

I must

Or else
107 · Jun 2020
Evenly Unbalanced
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2020
Show me a scale that
weighs one's mind.
Placing my dreams and my
Thoughts and acts of love
Gently on one side
Then then on the opposite
There goes counterbalancing
Lows, and selfish lies
Along with my inner dialogs
My darker wants and
Private browser time
Watch them rise and drop
See how they never stop
Evenly Unbalanced
Neither good nor bad
Ever changing mind of mine
107 · Oct 2020
Across
Jack R Fehlmann Oct 2020
Fickle really foolish locked away thoughts

Far away passed tomorrow's approach

So silly to waste any falling grain of bleached white sand.

Assured it will as not has it yet that measured construct

Unturning halts not such effect as ultimate result one's birth

Do wade life its shores appreciating all the rays of living

Before and in plenty for does come that twilight ending

Fickle time ushers us to the bridge spanning the unknown horizon coming

Fear so not as never one been that could not cross by choice nor folly

For home is there all today is to be cherished memory

Never loss never lost fading to make way the youth the way it was for us

As it should be shall be so think and drink in fondly your day taking joy and love along

Across.
106 · Feb 2021
I would.
Jack R Fehlmann Feb 2021
I would indeed climb the highest
To step willingly with faith to the void beneath.

I would for you, face the east
To win the west.

Place myself against the fates
To prove this that aches within

I would loose the need to be, to do
Unraveling the very fabric of the man beneath.

If only and only for the favor of you
I would, and have continued

For all I do I would redouble my promise
To you and for us I would.
106 · Jan 2021
This Candle
Jack R Fehlmann Jan 2021
The little candle lit
So brightly surrounded by
The gloom of darkness
Of so much wrong
truth hiding from you
Like the silhouette rising
stretching right behind Me
This candle will be my doom.
106 · Dec 2020
Here It Is
Jack R Fehlmann Dec 2020
At a glance and without knowing
I contribute more of this mind.

Sincerely hoping not to flounder out
Into another wasted moments of others

To be judged and found unworthy
One line, two thoughts three at most

Here it is folks,
Another failed attempt.
106 · May 2019
The Killer's Gift
Jack R Fehlmann May 2019
At the moment of death
Might the victim look upon
The Killer's face finding there
An Angels love, in eyes of mercy?
Feeling joy perhaps, as last breath
Resulting by acts carried out prior?
Perhaps upon the escaping breath,
Whispered from dead lips then
Translated by the only ears to hear
Is joy, understanding and greatfulness
To a mind of the psychopath?
106 · Sep 2021
Untitled
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2021
I stand held fast
Reasons seemingly intangible
This body at rest is unmoving
And I want for the blankets
The pillow does welcome tired minds
I succumb.  I nap.  Another wastes noon
What after that
106 · Nov 2018
But Its Beating
Jack R Fehlmann Nov 2018
I do believe we are even
Even as we balk about *******
The evidence is screaming
And words do little to camouflage
Disrespect as they implicate
This loss of decency is quiet
Abusing the trusting fool
upon the hearts of good men
Just the tender parts are eaten
So scars build in the empty spaces
Scars taste bitter and so too those men
Come upon the realization
In this type of heated conversation
Where voices raised are laced
Disbelief, comprehension, frustration
Weaving into acceptance and loss
Swearing not to be fooled again
Heart won't last, nothing left...
but it's beating
105 · Apr 2021
Allow Please
Jack R Fehlmann Apr 2021
Allow One, to the past
But there they need leave it
One may clarify then.
A word misunderstood?
Deed less than?

One need only live today
though long for what has gone
so long as not lose sight of here and now.
Now is real.  Now is precious.

Though do know
Now holds possible hurt.
Hurt when not felt and understood
well, it will stay in the now.
Only when one lets it.

Take these words to heart.
For the difficult lessons such was learned from
Trust that it returns in words,
and its edge never cleaves as deep
If firmly present here and now.

Even the One
Very, very best reason
may endure.

But We

Endure... Love
105 · Jul 2020
Another Shade
Jack R Fehlmann Jul 2020
Feather light; the kiss goodbye
Countering the inward need
Shock fed omissions failing
The mirror holds him
disappointment laughs scornfully
And he knows, he will not
She won't let him...
All now is just a shade of yesterday
What has passed never changes.
104 · May 2021
Again...please... No?!
Jack R Fehlmann May 2021
This ache starts in little pins,
just inside, barely opened
windows start, shouting
Two, tenor like,
barbs, spark in
Two forked punishments
Herald the rain
Drops pour from within
As the day is closed
Pillow and blankets
Sweet dark once
Pitch black then
Shadow missed life
Migraine. Again.
Wish this on nobody.  ***..
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2021
I see signs
In myself, my mind,
Thoughts and inner dialog.
Often unequal in measure
The encouraging worlds inside
Are given less and less time.
Thoughts thick with tar-like
Nature cling to more and more.
Sticky and persistent, jet black negative
And I consciously fight not to concede.
Grasping, groping, trying desperately
To counter and believe
I am better.  But am I?
The reasons I need, need to keep
Are difficult to find and the line is ever closer.
Signs too common are frequent
Tears that I realize I am crying ?
The calm voice within that speaks of an end.
I banish again and again to no end.  
I've made and am a mess of a man
And I tire of the fight.  Again signs I'm...
Bitter, afraid, and finding that I am to blame for all that I have not in this world.  This tiny life of struggle and bad choices.  Of pushing out before hurt or hurting.  I have accomplished only being missed by none.  Two steps from completely and utterly alone.  And I've felt so all alone to think that there comes yet even farther down is... Not in me. This depth is my limit, anymore and all deals are off.  So I sit and I struggle.  I write, and know I need to find someone I can talk to.  If I will? As I know deep down I must ... Has yet to be seen.  
As if a part of me just doesn't want to.   Growing Whilst Falling Apart is all I'm doing.
If you've read to this end, thank you.  For listening.  I x
103 · Feb 2021
Personal
Jack R Fehlmann Feb 2021
Hi.  

Me.  

I am sorry.

I will always love you.

Believe in me?

I do, you.

We are going to be ok.

Follow your dreams.

I will follow you!
102 · Aug 2021
You Will Never Know
Jack R Fehlmann Aug 2021
You will never know
How even as I write back
The simple truth of it
Via that message I am telling lies
You will only read how I'm doing
I write I'm fine, doing well
Through fresh tears still drying
I'm often lost in myself
Caught in endless decline
Spiralling to a place of mine
Longing for help without asking
Reaching out too difficult
You will never know
I use my phone to hide from you
To block the from view my hell
Ashamed of these moments
Residing in self loathing and woes
How terrible and egocentric
The real Me becomes alone
But I hope you know
How thankful I am for you
For asking about me, my feelings
I want you to know I love you
For trying and making me smile
Thank You.  

Thank You.
102 · Aug 2021
Please Say to Me
Jack R Fehlmann Aug 2021
If one finds, they have found
one day,.. Me,..
and that seemingly, it is not to be
Yet, that here, I must be
...still?  
searching?
Obviously set upon one
and they remain
unwilling to witness
Such a sad scene?
please say to me,
stop friend.
enough.
make me see
how life then is
what this quest has cost.

and tell me truths brutal
so I am to feel them.
use words
that do not miss
then leave me to wonder
why am I
torn and forced to accept
How
No One
is worth so so much
such as I've given.
Not I.
Not even,..
Them.
please say to me
i am not
so great as
to never know another.

Say I am
only as great as I am
willing
so that I may come
to the ruins I've neglected
and begin a new,
building  but for me.  

Please say
I am capable
if only I accept
and move on.

I know this,
but to hear it.
Passed the lips
that once promised

never again,

whisper
i am

better

than this.
102 · Sep 2021
unseen
Jack R Fehlmann Sep 2021
A little of the ways
That in meaningful associations
Indeed seemingly do so
Contribute to the whole
This soul, a man  
A being.
Seeking out
What it is to simply be.
Make that being,
That is oft lost
Steadily climbing
Declining
Describing with little
Ability, less talent
The wars waged beneath
And the collateral damage
Unseen.
98 · Aug 2021
am i
Jack R Fehlmann Aug 2021
if i seem out of touch
am i lost in search of
are my reasons
alone as i too often seem
my own to be held dearly
against my chest my secret
leading me in search of
a place or being
to fit and be part of once was
is that then me lost
or in need of that which is
what was and was lost?
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