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  Aug 2019 Jacob Reilly
Nina
Don't close your heart
because of your Eyes.
Believe me,
you won't even find love
if you're just gonna rely on the ideal person you want.
Beauty doesnt last forever.
Stop being ignorant
  Aug 2019 Jacob Reilly
sandra wyllie
to do
on your to-do list
one more phone call
to make
after the end
of another long day
one more email
to read
when your eyes
were already blurry
one more person
to squeeze in
a busy schedule
that has
no room
you were
her everything
until
she became
one more thing
Jacob Reilly Jul 2019
Beauty, is not what is here...
it is what is lost.
Jacob Reilly Jul 2019
There are sounds
Which shatter
The blankest of thoughts
Transforming the shadows
Into the flowers that blossom

Morning fields
With fog so thick
Raindrops shatter
The complacent dirt
A cool breeze passes
Through the blades of grass
As your fingers
Brushed through my hair

On dark mornings
I lie awake
I rise
I sit by my window
And I wait

With great patience
Waiting
For there would be no other sound
Than your voice
To shatter the silence
Of my heart

The draft of the window
My mind on you
My eyes shatter into puddles
From trying to remember
To keep moving
To keep it inside of me and let it burn me
To carry it in my palms for as long as I can

In the absence of your warmth
I am left to fend
I will wait
I will wait.
Jacob Reilly Jan 2019
La vie est un bateau
Qui ne doit pas couler
Mais qui ne peut voler
Flottant sur l’eau

Sur une jolie toile
Il avance tranquillement
Grâce à la voile
Et au vent changeant

Mais parfois ça devient rugueux
Et l’équilibre devient instable
Et les vagues sont grandes
Et le bateau ne peut pas supporter la tempête

Il s’enfonce profondément,
Plus profond, encore plus
Et au fond
Le bateau est oublié

Mais pourquoi ? Pourquoi le bateau a-t-il été oublié ?
Parce qu’il n’y avait personne qui l’attendait.
Il a erré dans le monde
À la recherche de quelqu’un qui l’accepterait

Personne ne l’a vu pour qui il était
Mais c’est ainsi que la vie est parfois
Et ainsi, à jamais le bateau doit reposer
Sur le fond de l’océan.
Jacob Reilly Dec 2018
Well... sometimes I wish I could be alone, and sometimes I really feel alone. And it's a nice feeling for the most part. But having people who you can trust and be open with and love is always a nice thought. Despite the fact that most of the time they leave you stranded and isolated... but that's the beauty of numbness
Jacob Reilly Dec 2018
Lately... like for the past 9 years, I have been on an emotional roller coaster that I've been screaming to get off, but I can't get off, and it keeps going and going, and no matter how hard I try to get off of this stupid ride, I can't get out of my seat. And I keep trying and trying and nothing is working and nothing ever works and I don't have enough motivation to try anymore, so I lose all of my hope and I am tossed and turned and this ride continues... and there are times when it slows down and the track isn't bumpy and I'm not thrown as much, and I don't feel as sick... and then the loopy loops and the hills and fast speeds and everything else starts to pick back up again. And I keep hoping for the ride to break down and stop and finally be over... so I don't have to suffer, anymore.
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