Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Jackeline Chacon Aug 2014
A life filled with games and fun
Excitement through criminal run

A dark soul with colorful hair
Psychotic laughter fills the air

Always wearing a sinister smile
A mad man that walks in style

Mentally ill and damaged heart
He mixes love and hate into art

Hidden anger in his laughter
Crying himself sick right after

Joys in killing innocent folks
A passion for blood and jokes

Confused because his past
He roams his childhood cast

Insanity puts him up and down
To live the life of a killer clown
Jackeline Chacon Aug 2014
I met a mysterious man
It was love at first sight

Thought he was charming
Things weren't quite right

He spoke to me romantic
Pure seduction in my eyes

I loved the way he kissed
It taste of such sweet lies

He gazed deep to my soul
He said I was perfection

Yet it was not me he spoke
But to his own reflection

He was a man so confident
Sure no one could disagree

So naive I was for thinking
That you could ever love me

Now I find myself silenced
A little lost book in a shelf

A Narcissist can not love
Except their beautiful self
Jackeline Chacon Aug 2014
There is a garden in my lungs
With butterflies roaming in me

Lost butterflies are crowded in
They are wanting to be set free

The garden grew from feelings
With lovely roses you can't see

Red beautiful roses everywhere
With painful thorns stabbing me

This is the secret garden of mine
Living where my lungs should be

Maybe one day I will show you it
Because all this is suffocating me
Jackeline Chacon Oct 2014
And those trees right there
      Live eternity alone
  That's my life right there
Jackeline Chacon Sep 2015
I can't stop crying
I feel like dying

At night is when I'm insane
So much **** in my brain

**** me now
**** me now

I know you hate me
Show me you do
Or else

I'll **** you,
I'll ******* **** you

You messed with my head
Can't stop thinking
All those things you said

**** me now
**** me now

You don't love me
Stab me through
End this pain
Or I'll get you

Right now I'm crying
But trust me babe
I'm not lying

I'll pierce your eyes
Slit you twice
I'll ****** you
A thousand times

**** me now
**** me now

You think were better off alone
Sad how little you know

You messed with the wrong chick
And it makes me sick
So ******* sick

Thought you knew me
You don't know what I can do
With all this love

With all this love and hate
For you
Jackeline Chacon Aug 2014
White is the living in heavens home
White is the singing of angels that roam

White is the hue of all that is pale
White is the body of one that is frail

White is the brightest when seeing
White is the smile of an innocent being

White is the state of peaceful death
White is the kiss of winters breath

White is the melody of a sweet violin
White is the dead love you hold in

— The End —