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 Aug 2013 Jay Jimenez
Lucanna
I'm assuming
this is my punishment.
Walking around in clothing
you've touched me in
garments
you grabbed and unzipped
and twisted
and threw around your room
I wear them with weeping heartache
and disturbed remorse
I bare them like a mannequin
the clothes merely
mocking me
I can only wonder
if I stood before you again
with clothes littering your floor
if you'd find me a god
hold me as your muse

and if I would feel better because of it.
Doubtful my dear.
Doubtful.
 Jul 2013 Jay Jimenez
Erin-Taylor
You're something exquiste,
Unique and different.
You have opened my eyes,
to the unfair world we call our lives.
Late night talks about our forevers,
but seperate.
It could never be.
You're Romeo, I'm Juliet,
it is forbidden and in the end, we'd only be committing suicide.
But you have my name,
you have my trust,
you have my interests....
Most importantly, you have my heart, if only  a piece of it.
You have my soul.


You Have My Name.
The lights in your eyes
Flip the switch of night
The rest of the world goes
Dark by comparison
Confusing the crickets

I think if you left
There'd be monsters
Under my bed
Biding their time until I slept
Sharpening their fangs
Practicing their persuasive voices
Whispering "join us"
Until I was one of the things
To be afraid of
Hiding in a child's closet

I think if you left
I'd go blind
Like one of those fish
That lives in caves
Evolving sightless for eons
Bumping into rocks and
Not really caring
Imagining the world through echolocation
And the water's vibrations
Mating for life
Because love is blind
Just like cave fishes
And one fin in the dark
Is as good as another

I think if you left with those lights in your eyes
I'd become something not myself
I'd become unrecognizable
Trying to catch a glimpse of the sunrise
Far away on the horizon
And ultimately shielding my nocturnal eyes
From a light that could blind me
Taking comfort in that old familiar song
The crickets sing
What the hell have I been writing lately? I mean seriously guys? I'm washed up
 Jul 2013 Jay Jimenez
Amy Denison
I once met a girl much prettier than me
she didn't care
and said that she didn't agree

she said she wanted to be my friend
and I sighed
not wanting to go through this again

she told me her secrets and showed me her soul
and I tried
to block out the pain that overflowed

she found me and fixed me
the way that she pleased
and threw away things that made me me

she gave me some scars to match  her own
and laughed
as I wished for the comfort of home

but I abandoned my home for the girl that I knew
and couldn't return
and didn't know what to do

now I'm stuck with the girl that ruined my mind
I have nowhere to go
I have nowhere to hide
If I were a lessrman I'd be half the man I am..
 Jul 2013 Jay Jimenez
Peachycooke
Well iv made up my mind.. The adventure begins!
I'm certainly scared oh but the joy it will bring!
I might be crazy but I've done it before..
A beautiful baby that I will adore!
It's happened for a reason, I gotta go with the flow,
The timing is bad but i'll get by, I know..
So I'm coming out of the darkness, enough is enough!
I gotta remember I'm a woman, extremely tough!


So come on world! watch me bloom!
For I am having a baby soon :)
Are all of my desires and all my preconceptions
Derived from the same human pallet?
If I retreat into my soul to find originality
Will I emerge only with something of communality?
When I wake up and forget my dream
How many more are plagued by fleeting memories?
In the end of it all am I just one more slave
In a sea of vile, servile conformity?
Does the individual have the energy
To mean something in the masses?
My greatest fear is to be defined by the parameters of ancestry
And even though I plan to be forgotten long before time has smothered me,
I will be the one to ask
And the only one to know:
Who am I? I am me.
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