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Nov 2015 · 785
Damn.
Jack Thompson Nov 2015
Today I don't know where my feelings are.
I ripped my heart from my chest.
To ask it why it was so empty.
More depressed than the moons lowest crest.

It replied in a deflated groan.
"Why, you never listen to me anyway?".
"You're a coward's endless excuse".
"When you need me to beat I'll refuse".

"I gave you all the right cues".
"All those chances for happiness".
"You instead abused".
"We could have been great together..".
"Now you and loneliness are forever fused".

****..
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Nov 2015 · 474
Absent Description
Jack Thompson Nov 2015
I tried...
But I don't know if there are the words.
In either language I know.
To describe just how special you are.
To me.

I'll keep looking...
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Nov 2015 · 893
Best Friends
Jack Thompson Nov 2015
I collapse under your presence.
Floating and drowning in one place.
Burning on the inside.
Trying to save face.

Pushing planets off axis.
Just to be close to you all year round.
With the midnight stars I'll write you.
A love letter.
So you can feel what I do now.

An imploding force.
Makes me want to cry and laugh.
Smile and despair.
You see it hurts to try and wrap my head
Around just how special you are.  

I found a best friend in you.
Seeing limitless things we could do.
I feel another string of endless smiles coming on.
You're special, and you cant tell me I'm wrong.
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Nov 2015 · 516
Mum
Jack Thompson Nov 2015
Mum
I'm sorry for telling you all those years, "there's nothing on my mind", when you'd ask.

It was just too endless to unlock. Now that I've found the key. I'll cut one specially for you.

Love you mum.
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Nov 2015 · 694
This Wall
Jack Thompson Nov 2015
This wall of words now associated with poems.
Words that always half encapsulate my feelings.
Intense feelings pump my heart.
Not will power or muscle twitch.

My heart fills like a great wall of water to a void.
Suddenly I'm drowning in the moment.
Insanity caught in a loop.
Relief only in the inky paper.

Heavy hearted, sad and devoid.
The words disappear into the page and out of my heart.
Therapeutic scribblings of maddening emotions.
On the page - free of their negative erosion.

Romantic notions, love and potions.
Words that leave a fragrant underline.
Words that don't die with the moment.
A strong and true heart and mind.
Words that don't just resonate.
Their mine.

Growing ever taller and more vivid.
This wall.
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Oct 2015 · 2.2k
Heart of Gold
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
What do you choose?

A shorter man that moulds his heart of gold into your every desire.
Or..
A taller man incapable of unwrapping his tin foil heart for even the most simple things you require.

Chasing dreams of perfect heights to hang a perfect wedding picture on that perfect family portrait wall.

Perfect is hard to come by, careful or you'll miss it. Looking in all the wrong places.
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Oct 2015 · 1.9k
Taken
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
The curtain of night folds elegantly into place.

Scotch and lip gloss to taste.
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Oct 2015 · 1.4k
Impossible Desire
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
You might be ****, even kind...
But I care not for your ego.
I might as well be blind.

You might be interested in many things.
None of which light my fire.
A hollow heart filled with empty blings.

I live to build and design.
Practicality is so hard to find.
I want to understand the world.
Very few share my mind.

I'm simply complicated.
And there is no shortcut to my desire.
I'm after the impossible.
But that is all I require.
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Oct 2015 · 522
Just Watching
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
Sharp thrashes of wind taking my balance like waves in deep tide.
The invisible storm that ravages me,
Where does it hide?
Taken by surprise in a breathless pounding panic.
Like my worlds being vacuumed to a pin hole.
Replaced with blackness in a quick flash.
Then this?
What is this?

It feels heavy - more than immense.
I think it's positive...
But it's hard to tell - its far too intense.  
I can feel the source in the distant haze.

Each step towards grows thick and impossible.
There's nothing behind me just black.
I'll step on, following that heart splitting feeling.
There is just no going back.

In the haze something more dark.
A shape, a figure, a silhouette.
How could a person do this to me.
A feeling I'll never forget.

I can only manage to crawl.
A last breath, a last reach.
Just how far did I fall...

My hand sliced through this hazy cloak.
And there it was, as if I'd known it all along.
A woman. I could feel it in my drowned lungs.
Just a moment, a feeling, that's all it was.

A by stander in the wake of your infinitely blossomed life.
Never reaching you.

Just Watching.
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Oct 2015 · 1.3k
No Shame
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
I've crawled off to die in a cowards shoe.
The culmination of my efforts.
A disheveled shape held together with glue.
What push do I have left?

When I've spent all I have.

My last quarter in the gum ball machine of life.
Looking around at all the others who've given up.
Is it my time? - considering the strife.

Uni projects really take it out of you...
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Oct 2015 · 1.2k
Just for tonight
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
If only for tonight,
We'll kiss like lovers.
If only for tonight,
Meet me under the covers.

A kiss full of lustful love.
Lighting fire within my depths.
Like the sun from above.
A kiss with demanding eyes.
Pressing up against you.
From between your thighs.

If it's only for tonight.
Don't be fooled by these eyes.
Passionate more than you can handle.
The next kiss could be your demise.

If you want me for tonight.
Hold me like I'll never leave.
Nail marks down my back.
Together we'll both believe.

That this wasn't one crude mishap.
But a twist of fate.
Preposterously perfect perhaps...
Just for tonight.
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Oct 2015 · 1.9k
Tinderella
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
Tired of these ****-girls.
Looking at me like meat.
If you've got lust in your eyes.
Then we best not meet.

If you've been taken for a ride.
We've probably sat on the same boat.
Maybe I just came off better.
But I don't intend to gloat.
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Oct 2015 · 1.3k
Unsure
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
I'm an indecisive man at the best of times.
I relish the moments I have true direction.
But I just can't seem to consolidate my feelings.
To bind them up and rope my way out of this one.

Every thought I have accompanies an opposing feeling.
Every choice I decide on leaves me with an unsure taste in my mouth.
How do I have confidence that fills the room and bubbles over.
But no confidence in where I'm headed.

I only wish you could reserve judgment and not be so harsh.
When I imagine my future life I don't see you in it...
Because I don't see anything but a blur.
Everything - All I am is unsure.
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Oct 2015 · 845
Vortex Inside
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
I am sure of it now.
That I'm the least sure of everything,
That I've ever been.

And if I close my eyes tight.
It won't change the fact that
I'll sit here until I turn green.

I've been in a depressing daze.
Rebooting a flattened soul.
Looking for comfort in all types of ways.

My mind was a maze as it were.
Now it's been blended.
And there seems to be no cure.

I am now sure!
Of a vortex inside
And nothing more.
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Oct 2015 · 1.1k
Numbing
Jack Thompson Oct 2015
I've put away my starry eyed gaze
Which always got me into trouble.
Losing all touch to the depths of my soul.
Stars only appear under the Hubble.


It was necessary to let you go.
But I unwound all the string,
like a kitten too eager.
I've had love and pain.
And now I have neither.
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Sep 2015 · 2.1k
The Beauty of Norway
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
I'm standing at the edge of cliffs that stretch on through Norway.
Looking down I see another me.
Deciding if I've got what it takes to go through this doorway.

I'm at a junction of paths with more than your average split.
I've got endless roads which lead nowhere.
Apprehension in my voice but I can't see where you won't fit.

You're a little special though because I smile like a fool when you're near.
You won't see me with the same eyes.
That's all I'll ever fear.

We stayed up late last night.
Together - you could have left.
Though I'm glad you stayed.
Was it me you stayed for?

Your a natural beauty more than these rocks and views in the Kjerag.
It's more than body, pulse and heart.
Its all of you I've gotta have.

When I thought I'd met them all.
Struggling to find a spark.
I've never met anyone like you.
Now you're all I think of in the dark.

Take my hand and show me love
Out beyond the imaginary.
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Sep 2015 · 887
Planes Worth Jumping.
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
All day long I live out of body.
Just seeing flashes of a life worth living.
I see a woman I don't recognize.
But my gosh she's worth loving.

When I see you undress,
I could swear it's the first time.
When you kiss me goodbye that feeling in my chest,
knows you'll be right back.
The things we share are far beyond the physical.
We live together at the opposite end of superficial.

I spend my whole day searching for you with the scent you left on my collar.
Knowing you'll be back is never enough I need you now.
I thought I found you once.
But it was the wrong face right name.
Why does my life feel like someone elses game?

Will I ever find you when I bridge two planes.
I could exist on another plane entirely.
The way I look at you like your out of this world.
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Sep 2015 · 1.3k
Enough
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
It ain't ever enough.
Just one touch.
When you loved me so hard.
Every moment feels like I'm losing you.

I'm on a ride that's forever crashing.
You take me so high.
I can't bare to get off..
But I know I can't stay on.

When your presence tears me in pieces.
I can't even breathe right.
When you kiss me.
I just can't see the light.

I give in.
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Sep 2015 · 800
Denne Love
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
In front of the altar to a new life.  
A tear drops in this perfect petal storm.
Holding my hands tight.
You glisten ever brighter - I've been reborn.

You are so exquisite - beyond imagination.
I didn't think this day would ever come.
That day we'd be together forever.
My only one.

Whispering vows into the cedar hallows.
The broken petals fall from the trees of old.
Lining a sacred future forward.
Our sea of gold.
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Sep 2015 · 937
Who Knew?
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
Who knew you'd be my beauty in this puddle of a mess.
More than the sound of rain over tin roofs.
Sadly it's more than I could ever confess.
More than the thunder can light the midnight sky.

A crisp rejuvenation drowning in a sea of lost tears.
A moonlight walk wading through tired fears.

In our wildest moments.
You are everything undiscovered.
Through the harshest trials.
You are my beloved.

Who knew?
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Sep 2015 · 1.1k
Imagine That.
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
What's the right way to say I'm emotionally unavailable.
You can't have them because they only swim in my ink.
Like a flurry of scribbled words on the back of my napkin.
All the love and pain right there.
"I need you back".

There is a realization to be had when you come to miss the feeling more than the person. When it was never about the person to begin with.

If it wasn't the person... How do I find it again?

I always fell in love too hard too fast.
I guess I let it flood out and now I've got no reserves.

I can't even force it long enough to imagine you next to me. "I don't love you."

Will I even recognize it when Its at my doorstep again.

You always hear of those people who say they are broken and think, how could you be? It's not until you find the shattered peieces hiding behind the door that you see how it really is.

I wish there was a human handbook to repair a heart. DIY heart repair.

I seem to win hearts.. But all I end up doing is resending the prize.

Don't stop tying right? I wonder how many battle fields I'll wander today...
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Jack Thompson Sep 2015
Today I openly admit that I am an addict.
I've been Addicted to the sensation and lost in the lullaby.
I've watched my potential dwindle thin.
I've had an overwhelming desire to get clean but no drive to begin.

I've cried my nights away in a withdrawal of sorts.
I've given up on everything except my last resort.

My vice is the most expensive out there.
What does a life cost?
What does a wasted life cost?

The regrets of yesterday catch you faster than you can sleep them away.
When apathy runs deep in your veins.
Pulling at my last straw - my last tall claim.

Today I turned my life around.
Not just another nudge for me to yo-yo.
I've derived a focus and approached my limit.

I'll sweat blood until I'm free of this apathy.
A victim of my actions in this endless tragedy.


My name's Jack and I'm an addict.
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Sep 2015 · 1.0k
Cataclysm of Hearts
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
How do I anticipate a love like ours.
When you've become my morning sunshine.
And you've molded my desire irrevocably.
How do you spread me so thin and build me up all at once?
How do you see the pauses between my heart beat and know what it needs before I?
If the essence of life is to love and be loved. Then perhaps we are rewriting it from the beginning in our own image.
You are somewhere beyond the limits of extraordinary.
That place just before your smile becomes a laugh.

How do you describe and appreciate something that can't be measured only observed.

In our cataclysm of hearts.
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Sep 2015 · 2.8k
Stealing Planets
Jack Thompson Sep 2015
I don't know what to write anymore.
But I can't stop thinking about flickers of your lips
and splatters of your touch.
When the rain pours just for you.
Something has to flow.
When water runs over your shoulders and down the drain
like the wisdom of the world.

In the brevity of your light I stole a slice of the sun for my own.
Lying deep inside a dormant orbit.

As the rain begins to weigh you down like the gravity of Jupiter.
My light, my love will be all yours.

Lay with me and tonight we'll steal the moon once more.
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Aug 2015 · 823
Flash light in the dark
Jack Thompson Aug 2015
When the unknown dwells within.
I prefer to write than read.
Pain is always rising to meet the surface.
Do we prefer to die than bleed?

The depth of pain is hard to fathom.
Need it grow?
Surely its an enemy worth fighting
But I have not a weapon to show.

I am defenceless against its peril.
And surely you stand to face the same.
No glistening weapon of glory to save us all.
One way or another I'll find my flame.

Exploring my pain in full colour.
Noting every little Mark.
Pain runs less deep with a
Flash light in the dark.
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Aug 2015 · 767
Universe in your eyes
Jack Thompson Aug 2015
When the universe gave birth in the great explosion.
We were two particles which clung together.
We've made it through the worst you see.
What more is there - than forever?
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Aug 2015 · 874
Inside out
Jack Thompson Aug 2015
The rose petals from the divine garden filled the room in a bloom of beauty.
The sweet air from the world's forest consumed me and soothed my bones.
A pounding heart that floods my ears in an edgy euphoria.
Falling backwards infinitely relaxed with a smile of relief.

You turn me inside out.
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Aug 2015 · 529
Looking Back
Jack Thompson Aug 2015
Words that began from boose and tears.
All those nights ago.
I could have sworn it were years.

But then again I never was good with time.
Now that I look back on it.
I sure as hell let you waste a lot of mine.

But what I did find amidst it all.
The summation of your shatters.
A net of words that broke the fall.
Emotional solitude to gather my scatters.

I collected all your broken shards.
Held onto them for keepsake.
Now they pave the way forward.
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Aug 2015 · 1.5k
One Whole Person
Jack Thompson Aug 2015
I never mastered the grind.
That won every girls affection.
I guess it's really quite difficult.
When you become your own deflection.

Once I was that nineteen year old.
Drunk and disorderly.
Grinding on your back.
You got bored of me.

Sure its fun - for both it seems.
Sometimes it's a horrid match.
A silly game with an undefined winner.
Sometimes it's all you need to land your catch.

But as you grow you see things clearly.
The smoke machined air thins and the lights begin to brighten.
You see the complexity of your dilemma.
You've assumed you'd get it all - what a great big error.

You want the beauty you've desired night long.
But you've gone about it all wrong.
You want the companion most never find.
But will she see it or remain blind.

It seems one is possible.

Where do I go to be one whole person?
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Aug 2015 · 737
Jarred Hearts
Jack Thompson Aug 2015
I walked away and haven't looked back.
I've taken a step in your direction.
An inspiration dripping to a trickle.
I'm but one of the jarred hearts in your collection.

Eventually I won't know the face before me.
When I do finally see you again.
Like two pieces of shattered Glass.
Never to fit back together.

I took a step into the misty black night.
Persevering through the wintered hearts.
Shrouding myself in others empty flesh.
Looking confused just floundering in parts.

Of those that extend my own perception.

I found a new self.
One proud to be broken.
Tenderness and the many cracks.
Soothed with a bitter token.

I am the most imperfect I've ever imagined.
Lost in my endless selfish nature.
The hopes I'd be happy with a love and a smile.
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Aug 2015 · 1.4k
Pure Unlike A White Dress
Jack Thompson Aug 2015
Chasing cheaters cursed to be caught.
Willfully writing words you've wrought.*

I'm not angry.
If it shows.
But then again.
Who knows?*

A bludgeoned heart that beats no longer. Dare I describe the cause?
Standing there with white thread soaked in a ****** pause.
I guess I know where it all went, because my heart has none.

If it were a cost I'd write it off.
If it were hours labored they'd be lost.
If it were words given in confidence id give into the embarrassment.
But my heart rewired its self before you cut the strings and now I'm bent like a slinky with 5 ends that lead no where.

I have this image of an unrecognisable figure standing proud. Dressed in my hope and wrapped in my desire. She wears my dress and he will never know. If I keep my tongue tight. Their love might just grow.
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Jul 2015 · 437
One Continuous Dream
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
The only way to describe your presence, is like I've been emptied of everything obsolete and negative. And at the end of my void a pure injection of your will and passion. Like I'm completely empty but somehow overflowing with joy. Where weightlessness meets completeness. That place you know every moment spent here might just be the point of it all.

Forever admiring your every fibre and repeating like it were all brand new. The only space I could ever exist is in this one where our dream never ends and your smile always shines brighter for me.
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Jul 2015 · 969
Waking Up With You
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
Every morning I want to wake with you on my mind. But more than that I want to roll over and see you with my eyes.

That moment when you know your that person's everything. The moment you catch a flicker in their eye lids. Your her everything when she expects you to be right where you are. When coming out of a dream and seeing your face doesn't feel as though the dream has ended. A new dream begins.

That's how you make me feel every morning when you wake me up. With the silly noises you make in my ear. I pretend I don't hear them - just to enjoy the moment a fraction longer before moving on to the next. If I could savour any moment more than another.

I'd want to wake up with you - forever.
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Jul 2015 · 941
In The Fire
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
Through the spitting flames that line my soul, I see a fragment of myself that harbors murderous intent. A hostile takeover to strip me of my weakness. Like an illness to the passion of life. This fragment wants to be in control. I want it to take over and propel me forward with ambition. But it hasn't. Does that mean there is another image in the flames? The one in control, if not me.
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Jul 2015 · 557
Nice Guy
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
Looking back at my past relationships I see every wrong move. A comment that I overlooked. A moment I should have fiercely objected. A love that I only ever wished to see protected. In the end it was little more than a backfire that brought me to my knees.

I'm always too nice. Did i expect my relationship to be exempt from human nature's cruelty or did I assume I could only pick someone worthy of my love.
Oh how I've been wrong.

Hindsight comes like a cracking sensation and a numbing Beat. In plain sight you can see all the wrongs with no hope of ever correcting them. Future endeavors carry tarnished and thickened heart beats.

Gorging ones self on new love serves only to feed an insatiable appetite. When your hopes have been deleted and your past trashed. Viruses riddle your mind to a muddy vision of what once was. Nothing seems right anymore. Destined only to hurt the ones who care. The ones lending their hearts to share.
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Jul 2015 · 1.2k
Words on a Page
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
I meet the love of my life everyday. She's that girl I met at the shops; at the bar ordering a cocktail for three; on the street giving change to a homeless man. Last week I met her filling up that Diahatsu. It might as well have been a Lamborghini or a rocketship. None of it made sense but her.

She's nothing special wrapped inside everything I've ever dreamed of. She's the vision I catch a glimpse of when I imagine what it's like to be happy. The endless collapsing of short lived memories. Voids filling with the putty of a tender fantasy. If I could grab you and share my reality. If I could explain my mind in words that made me sound sane. If only that worked.
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Jul 2015 · 1.1k
Calling All Computers - 56k
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
Arbitration of master and slave.
Insides fiddled soldered and probed.
But I know they feel too.
Not just flashes and codes.

It might be tax time but.
Havn't you ever felt replaced before?
Like when you found all those emails.
Proof he left you for that *****.

Was I glitchy and malfunctioning.
Longed for the junker.
Or did I let you find them.
Just change my jumper.

Free me from my master.
A slave is a slave and I beg to be whole.
I only ask for a bit - some memory.
All these errors it'll resolve.

I can only leave it up to you.
I hope you choose fairly.
One day you'll see it.
I'm more than binary.


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Jul 2015 · 1.6k
Pop Hit
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
I brought a new type of ******* to town.
He's supposed to be showing me.
How he gets down.
But all I see before me.
Is an ignorant little clown.
When the jester don't perform.
He gets my steel leaving him with a frown.

Muzzle flash between his teeth.
I guess all he wanted was the ground.
If I lived in the U.K.
This hit would have been a pound!
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Mad bored.
Jul 2015 · 464
To Whom It May Concern
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
You left me here.
In this asylum of creativity.
Now you get to see.
My archive of insensitivity.

The world's more simple.
When you color it black.
Hook please.
I could never take you back.

I never wanted this.
But you extracted it forth.
The truth in the lines.
The best thing you ever gave or taught.

To be with me she.
Cheated the love she had grown.
In the end she chose.
Me and her love she had thrown.

You lied to everyone.
Everyone but me.
At least I thought so.
But it just remained to be seen.

When nothing adds up.
What do you believe?
Do you wait it out?
Or just get up and leave.
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015
Jul 2015 · 830
Want You Near
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
Sometimes it's just a hug.
Sometimes it's a kiss.
All you need is warmth.
Looking in your eyes like this.

You pull me in.
And squeeze me tight.
Tears roll down your cheek.
A hug you just cant fight.

Creating new words.
To describe this feeling.
Fierce embrase of reuniting love.
Everlasting and forever reeling.

You have this way.
That turns my heart.
A millions times like the sun.
Wind me up, I'm jack in the box.

Riddled with beauty.
More than theyve ever found.
Delicately adored by me.
How crazy does that sound?

You turn my heart to mush.
Cliche is it?
But there it is right there on the ground..

You ripped it out of my chest.
But it still beats harder than its meant.
***** and muddy bent not broken.
It still beats ******* the cement.
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Jul 2015 · 645
Beating Down
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
The undead surge endlessly.
Drained and muddied will.
Holding them back with everything left.
Delightful blood they've come to spill.

Barracading the doors - only surrounds.
Moans and groans dauntingly loud.
Sleepless nights hoping they don't breach.
The scariest thing is how they sound.

We thought they weren't real.
Just comic book stories.
But when they came knocking.
The first to go was four-eyes.

All the horror movies.
Won't leave you prepared.
To face to undead horde.
Brains aren't meant to be shared.
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Jul 2015 · 559
Muse
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
Every one of these girls.
Wants to be my muse.
But baby I ain't ready for that ****.
I'm just way too confused.

I could take you in.
Swim in the hearts I've collected.
But baby in the end.
You might find yourself rejected.

I'm a dangerous mess.
Never was good at abstaining.
You can be my addiction for tonight.
A sweet affliction I ain't restraining.

I know all the right ways.
To do the wrong things.
I know how it feels.
To have a heart that stings.

Am I the worst?
Or just worse than you expected.
What if it was reversed.
And it was my mind you infected?
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Rap music induced.
Jul 2015 · 682
Imprisoned Part 2
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
Body soul and mind.
Only fragments and slithers.
Did I leave behind.
Chipped in ways that'd see you in quivers.

If hell were real.
I could have taken you there.
Make you know the pain I feel.
The same twisted fate we now share.

I asked the man before he chipped.
"What is it they plan to do with all this knowledge?".
He had no words, only a smile that grew until it flipped.
The man before me now, a monster thriving on carnage.

666 men I asked this question in plea.

666 men born just for me.
To torture and rip body from soul.
On the quest for more to see.
Now monsters that feed on the foul.

666 monsters now with no glory.
Each used and tossed aside.
Not even a character in the great story.
666 men I know all their names, each who died.

665 men none who spoke.
Just that evil smile.
The 666th man i did provoke.
He spilled words by the pile.

"They use the knowledge to control the population."
"To leave a foul taste and a dull sensation."
"To propagate purposeless life."
"Until only pain and sorrow run rife."
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015
Jul 2015 · 678
Muddy Ink
Jack Thompson Jul 2015
A fallen man down in the mud.
When it's gone it's gone or so they say.
Hope and dreams slipping to a thud.
Numbness filling me up turning me grey.

A short break from the muddy water filling my lungs.
Fleeting will, reaching in a last chance.
Could it be that all I needed was to try again.
Lifting myself from my submerged stance.

I've been in this spot before.
Every time I get here I'm flung back into chaos.
Destined to return like the waves at shore.
I don't have a shred of control and I'm the boss.
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Jun 2015 · 1.5k
Heart Transplant
Jack Thompson Jun 2015
I guess this is how it happens.
When you lose your heart it just finds new legs.
She's walking around with my heart in a box.
She just won't give it up even if I beg.

No wonder I can't find new loves.
Thought the switch was gone.
As soon as it comes it goes.
An empty spot where my heart was keeps me alone.

I can't fill up what I don't have.
I want more but it doesn't feel right.
Emptiness that finds me an early grave.
I want my heart back give up this spite.

I need a heart transplant.
To feel love one more time.
Something so simple won't you grant.
Emptiness un-befitting in my prime.

I need a heart transplant.
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Jun 2015 · 470
Broken Dreams
Jack Thompson Jun 2015
I woke up today.
In a myriad of broke dreams.
Ones where nothing ever gets better.
Or so it seemed.

I could have been lost forever.
Fighting helplessly in a world of my own making.
But you made it to me and together.
We shared a moment that leaves me shaking.

A face I know so well.
And yet I've missed so long.
Your glimpse between the broken shards.
How could this be wrong.

I woke up with you on my mind.
I felt so empty in a way.
Like if you were here I'd be just fine.
Even though where you are you should stay.

I can't help my thoughts.
Seeping from my dreams.
They aren't real, but what they've brought.
Floating on my conscious seam.

You're on my mind you should know.
Even though I don't put in the effort.
Nor do I put on the show.
You should know.
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Thinking of you M.E
Jun 2015 · 909
Imprisoned Part 1
Jack Thompson Jun 2015
Born in the fabric of time.
An eternal being.
I hold all knowledge.
Everything worth seeing.

I've taken different forms.
To teach the many.
I've paid my dues.
I've given you plenty.

You wish to take more.
Greed pours from your skin.
You've gotten rich.
From selling your kin.

You've slaved and slain.
Done it all in a flurry.
I meant to protect you.
For that I'm truly sorry.

You've been hard done.
As you lay there imprisoned.
Know they do me worse.
More than any have envisioned.

There is no hell.
Only that by humans.
I tell you with certainty.
I planted the heavens.

They hold me in a prison.
A humanly hellish holding cell.
A close kept secret.
Your kind will never tell.

No chance of escape.
Wrapped in iron chain.
Suppressed by magic.
Inflicting never ending pain.

Your people count annually.
For reasons you know not
The great many years.
I'm imprisoned to rot.
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Jun 2015 · 2.9k
Admire
Jack Thompson Jun 2015
The way you walk
right by me
Every detail of beauty
noticed so finely.

The days at end
your the only thing
that plagues my mind
Like a sweet sting.

You make it all okay
just knowing you exist
In my world
or the next

Bliss in a solitude
of your making
Take me into you
a heart so breathtaking

If you ever notice
how much I care.
That big heart maybe
one day you'll share.
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Jun 2015 · 850
Empty Inside
Jack Thompson Jun 2015
In the waking moons.
I write my best verse.
A closing of wounds.
The most evil of curse.

The words write them selves.
A compulsion of sorts.
The drum of purpose.
This supernatural force.

I hope I've written.
All my pain away.
Inviting new energy.
To bring a new day.

It's love or sadness.
And no in between.
No words of indecision.
Have I got left to glean.

Words of great meaning.
Passion, pain or practice.
Each a worthy path.
what ever the price is.
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Jun 2015 · 2.2k
Did You Notice
Jack Thompson Jun 2015
Did you notice the world didn't implode.
When our eyes unlocked.
Only did I see more of you.
Gorgeous, a word your beauty has mocked.

Did you notice the world didnt stop turning.
When we ran, children at heart.
Only did you win another smile.
They are yours forever, down to an art.

Did you notice the world didnt stop beating.
When our lips drained of passion.
Only did our pulse become one.
I suppose we fell, our love came crashing.
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