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Jenny Cerna Jun 2016
Look, Don't touch,
It just sprouted
It's rooted deep bellow you,
It's forbidden you know this,
No you can't decide
It has been decided for you
These are the rules the boundaries...
Why now do you question them?
Is it cause this is new?
Is it cause u've known of everything else, but this, this is new.
Stop!
Your hand will get stuck!
Stop fighting what you know!
Let it go!
Help it flourish.
That is your job!
Get back to work!
Jenny Cerna May 2016
This family is filled with hypocrisy
Do as I say not as I do
The fool is you
For you obey
You conform to their ways
You desire approval
But receive disgrace
Mess up and you'll pay  
But shut your eyes
and close the door maybe they'll be nice,
Oh what hope there is to grasp at the wake of that end, but none for now, hold your breath
Wait till you turn blue
But in that last gasp for air they'll pinch your nose and hold your mouth, shhh a little longer they'll whisper until finally your gone
Jenny Cerna Feb 2016
I'm loosing it
My vision blurs
As it takes over.
I don't feel it.
Or do I?
Is that why my head feels on fire,
why my throat closes?
Can I turn it off?
Just take the key out of the ignition,
Flip the switch
Let it all die out
Would it fade under water?
Can I watch it disperse and let the light fade?
I want to see that last intake of suffering
See that final bubble float to the surface....
Jenny Cerna Feb 2016
Go
Get away from here
Get away from the trap!!!
Do you here me!
Run!
Why are you staying?
Your in pain!
Stop it!
Why aren't you listening!
I told you what would happen...
Why would you come this way?
Why?!
I didn't want this for you!
Now look what I've caused...
Look at yourself...
Leave.
Jenny Cerna Feb 2016
Anger
It's unnerving
It fills the blood and takes control
Possession is the true word
Hold you captive till its satisfied
Sadistic in its evermost desire
Though the true nature is to harm
I fight to hold on
Hold on to my moments of humanity
Hold on to those bits of good
It slithers through me
I can hardly stomach the feeling
Arms aching, my body sore
How do i get rid of it?
Or do i let go?
  Feb 2016 Jenny Cerna
devante moore
If I was a boat
You were the wind that engulfed my sails
Carrying me
As I glided over the open sea
So freely
I took you for granted an let go of the wheel
An as we reached uncharted waters you dwindled
Could no longer handle my careless ways
You were sensitive to pain
And gave into reality
But you were my gravity
That held me to the earths ground
But now I see it was me
So from a bow
I'll set an aflame arrow free
Watch it impale the sail
Caressed by the wind the flames grew
I let you go with the pieces of linen swept up in the wind
Thoughts of you drip from my mind
And get caught in my throat
A taste I once loved
I can't stand no more
You were the balance that help me walk along the tight rope
But it's time to let you go
So I'll let you flow out of me
Like *****  
And it hurts when I gag
There's so much that's there
Not enough time to breath
But if this is the only way to set you free
Then I'll let you go

I'll let go of my selfish desires  
the memories
The moments
The times were all I could do is stare at you
The times where I was at a lost for words
The times you filled my heart
When you where the colors to my world
I'll let it all go
And allow the gray skies to take over
Allow your days to fill with an overflowing sunrise
While I drown in my liquor of tears  
As the hurricane of misery passes me
I'll allow the screaming pain to take over and enrapture me
In my ever flowing blood stream
I watch my foolish words and my vexatious ways enthrall me with torment
As I was yours
I forfeit these desires and cut the ties
This my goodbye
My adieu
To you my beloved
It's time to let you go
Jenny Cerna Feb 2016
I love your cruelty
Your twisted ways
Those sick jokes
My concerns for you is like a mothers care
But you are like the run away son
I've sacrificed and let you toy with me
But there's not much more I can take

Why do I subject myself to you?
I forget I'm the human punching bag
It isn't just you
It's countless
I guess I'v taken to many hits to remember.
Anyways carry on.
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