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May 2015 · 390
Slip
Jordan Fischer May 2015
A boat breaks down with every crash of the ocean's waves
The salt is a catalyst carving in the wood, Small and detailed caves
Sail is ripped and battered the treasures of the boat in the water they are scattered
The boat sinks deeper in the open water, Overtaking the hull and the captain's quarters
For you were on this ship
And describing the boat instead of describing you
Makes this tragedy flee my mind and causes my sanity to slip.
May 2015 · 282
Run.
Jordan Fischer May 2015
Here I sit my mind bursting at the seams 
Unable to efficiently rid the pain and clutter
Speaking my mind only results in a inaudible sputter 
It all borders on overwhelming
Until the mundane world explodes
The broken up thoughts, break free from my head in a beautiful flutter.
Only to reassemble, Shortly thereafter.
May 2015 · 586
Purest Kind.
Jordan Fischer May 2015
Caught forever in this relentless reality
My dreams are small but forever expanding 
Together they quarrel in the small available space of my cluttered conscious 
The heart overwhelms the steadily weakened mind
Making the choice based on desire and an impossible design 
The minimal thought involved results in a decision of the purest kind.
May 2015 · 234
Until
Jordan Fischer May 2015
I will continue to write
Until the day that I fall
Fall into the ground
Or let my thoughts overrun me.
The day will eventually come
When I can't get them out quick enough
My mind runs out of space
As it overloads and explodes
and rips apart my sanity
The pieces fall down
Leaving my memories on the ground.
May 2015 · 1.1k
Music
Jordan Fischer May 2015
You're beautiful and overpowering
I love the effect you have on me
Uplifting and reassuring
I need you when I'm down
and I love you when I'm high
'Oh sugar how'd you get so fly?'
A gorgeous creation
That's to unique to come from man
A place from up above
Is where you began.
I want you all the time
You soothe my nerves like a nursery rhyme
The first time heard you, My life did start
And tonight, I fall asleep with you in my heart.
May 2015 · 540
Travel
Jordan Fischer May 2015
My mind has been close to death for three months
Gasping, In a mass grave of unused ideas
Surviving only on the hope
Of an intelligent conversation
But the rarity of such a thing
Made my faith weaken
In both humanity and my own mind
Until the opportunity arose,
A helping hand in the form of travel
As the days passed
My mind
Was slowly lifted out of the rejected ideas
And pushed forth into creativity
By new life experience
May 2015 · 340
Meat.
Jordan Fischer May 2015
The thought constantly rattled in his head,
mainly when he was trying to fall asleep
or when a conversation inevitably lulled.
It’s not that he wanted to end his life,
at least that’s what he told himself,
but more so that he was extremely curious of
what actually happens when we die.
Is it the same for everyone? Why wouldn’t it be?

Obviously suicide would solve any problems he faced currently.
No emotion came to him at all when he thought
of how it would effect the people in his life,
the very few there were,
but having that thought in the first place
made him question what the emotion was supposed to feel like,
that could be it.

Life now, for him, is a forever ringing phone.
Calls from debt collectors, credit adjustment agencies
and text messages from friends who had loaned him money.
“If I had the money, I would pay everyone back”
this is what he told himself and others who mentioned anything financially related.

He already had his suicide note planned in his head.
The suicide he was considering out of ‘curiosity.’
“Here is all that I have, sell the meat from my body and divide it amongst yourselves”
May 2015 · 1.3k
Goblin
Jordan Fischer May 2015
All I see when i look at me is a goblin
A monster, an insatiable beast
A zombie with the urge to feast
I try to repress the hunger with gin
Or any other type of sin
But that only adds to the madness
Like Edgar i live in total darkness
My sanity is slowly slipping away
I've been like this forever and a day
I drift through day's in a heavy haze
I wish to be caught up in the happiness craze.
May 2015 · 9.0k
Cocaine.
Jordan Fischer May 2015
The purity is mysterious
Questionable at best
Subjective additives aiding the escape from a benign reality. 
Harsh sedatives cloud my body
Instant relief from the mundane
It's flame burns in my veins
This beast, is becoming difficult to tame
Beat it or fall prey, it's really all the same.
May 2015 · 547
Rumour heart.
Jordan Fischer May 2015
You've heard the rumour?
It's true
I do sleep with one eye on my heart
Why do i do this?
I have let my heart get stolen
One too many times
And we all know thief's aren't the most careful people 
and wouldn't you know, It's been broken
More than once 
How do i keep an eye on it?
Let's just say
It's easy to watch something that has been
Torn out and stepped on
You are probably wondering
How my heart has survived all these years?
That's easy
You can't **** something
That was never alive.
May 2015 · 560
Sonnet #1
Jordan Fischer May 2015
My love with the flowing river of hair
Golden silk matches the bright summer sun
Beauty skin shows, her eyes; jade green with flair
Winters air does not pierce as much or stun
My pulse is lost at the first eye's meeting
Her grace batters my courage; Defenceless
I am, although our time is now fleeting
With her so still, I am burdened with stress
The sun shines in, but does not light the room
Her hand in mine, I feel her pulse slowing
Dwindling is her time as death quickly looms
Her life leaves, her beauty is unfading
Even in death this carries you through time
That remains true or these lines do not rhyme.
First sonnet.
May 2015 · 262
Today,
Jordan Fischer May 2015
Today, I waved at a girl I thought was beautiful
She didn't wave but came closer
She turned out to be you
I greatly underestimated how beautiful
You were not happy to see me
I almost passed out seeing you
You slapped me and started walking away
And I chased after the best memory in my head.
May 2015 · 335
Synthetic happiness.
Jordan Fischer May 2015
My life as of late has been an eye opening,
Head first dive of exploration.
Interrupted by one,
Sometimes two,
day long binges of unpleasant sobriety.
Some see it as a cheap thrill, lacking grace
But my synthetic happiness,
Covers the loss of the old soul behind a beautiful face
And my heart now goes to the first chemical to make it race.
May 2015 · 960
Anxiety Tornado
Jordan Fischer May 2015
In an anxiety tornado
The views and angles spin and
Whirl around me,
Slicing and chipping away
At the frail and vain mask,
I allow the public
There is a desire,
To let in the few that care to
Delve so deep
But with such few explorers in my life
I am left to keep these thoughts in the infinite cycle
of my mind
Until they encounter a
Back pressured alcoholic truth filled geyser
Feb 2014 · 3.9k
Handshakes and Orgasms
Jordan Fischer Feb 2014
The world needs a new currency.
And I will be the first to offer a suggestion
It’s something we all love, and already know.
Something that has been around as long as man
Well, half of it has been around that long.
The other may be relatively new

I honestly believe that the world can survive on
Handshakes & *******.
That’s the new currency I am proposing.
As humans we should obviously do what it takes to survive
But if that means that some people get to survive in luxury
And others have to actually survive, then **** that system.

Hypothetically, I have a skill, a skill people need.
Others have skills that I do not have, but I need.
A simple handshake should be agreement enough.
This whole 'greed' thing has gotten out of control,
As a matter of fact, it shouldn't ******* exist.
A person has no right to live better than any other person

Now this may come off sounding like communism.
But in all fairness communism has never actually been properly tested
And I know the world would ******* implode, if their “freedom” was infringed upon.
But their idea of freedom is *******, it’s just getting lots of money
Buying **** they don't need to impress their neighbor, who is doing the same.
Money is a human invention; it only has value because we let it.
All these people think they are free, but they are slaves to themselves
And Society
I can't tell you, how many times I have heard people say,
They are going to get out there and do what they want to do
But,
“I can't right now, I have blah blah blah to do first”
But the thing is, only a small amount of people who say that
Will actually do what they want.
Most just keep saying that, over and over.
Because something always comes up.
****.


As for the ******* part of my philosophy,
*** is the second most sought after thing, after money.
But it’s considered taboo.
Which is *******.
Everyone loves it, and it keeps our species alive.
A negative attitude towards *** causes ignorance.
If it were widely accepted and discussed
Proper knowledge would save more lives than anything.
Kids these days have *** to rebel, because it’s something they are not supposed to do
but in school they are simply told not to do it at all
Instead of how to do it properly and safely.
Which leads to rebellious, misinformed kids ******* and getting pregnant at 16
Because they thought they could just flip a ****** inside out and pass it to a friend for him to use.


It’s a simple philosophy I know will never come to fruition
unless the world ends and we get to start again or something.
But just because we can't do it to the fullest
That doesn't mean all the points are moot
Money can still exist, but peoples fixation on it should decrease.
If you can't simply give up a possession that isn’t needed to survive
Then you are an *******, stuff is stuff. Get the **** over it.
Some stuff is nicer than other stuff, sure.
I’m not perfect, I love new clothes, but I don’t need them.
And I agree it is the right thing to do, paying back debts to corporations
But just remember, at your funeral, those corporations won’t be there
Praising you for how on time you paid your bills.

The ****** part is easy, Adults in charge of schooling are idiots.
Stop being scared and trying to pass that fear onto the children
In hopes they don't have ***.
Instead teach them what it’s for and that it’s natural to experiment with
Teach them safe *** and treat them like ******* equals.
Nobody likes being talked down too.
More knowledgeable kids will result in *** being more positive.
Stupid rebellious kids will result basically how things are now.
Any reality teen pregnancy show.

Handshakes and *******.
Feb 2014 · 407
The Idea Rabbit.
Jordan Fischer Feb 2014
The Idea Rabbit that's in my head
Tries to jump and break free
Only to be grabbed and shot down
Back to me
By my elastic anxiety
It falls so far into myself
That only the ladder of modern science
Can help it back up
Cause where it lies in the darkest pit
Of my claustrophobic purgatory
The place where all ideas go to rest
Uneasy for eternity
Unless it finds the ladder
The Idea Rabbit is dead.
Feb 2014 · 341
A message to Women.
Jordan Fischer Feb 2014
A message to women:

I am sorry for staring
But please,
Take it as a compliment
Life is short
I would like to breath in
As much beauty as I can.

I am sorry for the beasts of men
The ones who made you this way
Living with your guard up
I understand you treating me
Like them
But I am here to say
We’re not all the same

I was raised by women
To respect and love them
To listen to them
To understand them,
To the best of my ability anyway.
When I compliment you,
I mean it.
There have not been that many
Beautiful sights
In my life.
So I genuinely mean this thanks,

Thank you for being one of them.
Jan 2014 · 802
Girls are idiots.
Jordan Fischer Jan 2014
Girls are idiots.
Insensitive ******.
They actively try not to see
What is directly in front of them,
What fits their ideal check list

They just sit there and *****
About the guys the do see
Guys that have nothing they want
Except they’re attractive.
Shallow *****.

A guy who makes you laugh
But won’t give you his sweater
On a cold night, and walk you home
Is a ****.
You deserve what you get
For choosing him
You know the guy you want?
The one who calls you pretty,
beautiful,
gorgeous,
The one who makes you laugh?
The one that would walk you home
In the cold
In a t-shirt,
Because you have his sweater?
He is in your life
Now, look around once in a while.
Jan 2014 · 519
All I have to do is ask.
Jordan Fischer Jan 2014
I have known her for ten years
She has been on my mind for eight
Daily
The only problem,
I don’t know her anymore
The only other problem,
She thinks she knows me
But she knows who I used to be
She has no desire to rediscover
So, it seems dumb
For me to tell her that I love her

But,
I do
How can you not love something that you think about daily?
Always on my mind,
With that pretty ******* smile.
That smile
That ability to laugh.
That knack for ignoring me
That perfect way she doesn’t know I exist

All I want to do is to take you out for coffee
Tell you all of this
Hoping the best but preparing for the inevitable
Would you even say yes to the coffee?
Even when I'm not taunted by that beautiful, perfect smile
You are on my mind,
I run through this conversation, everyday.
Someday soon, I will have the courage to say,
I love your soul and the light it brings me.
All I have to do is ask,
Do you want to go for coffee?
Dec 2013 · 414
Beauty comes from Sadness.
Jordan Fischer Dec 2013
Sadness is a integral part of life
Sadness is caused by beauty leaving your life
But if beauty leaves your life, that void is not filled by the sadness that follows
That void is left empty and life urges you to create something to fill it
That something you created, no matter what it is, is beautiful
Because it was created out of your sadness and life experience
And that beautiful creation will live on, allowing others less fortunate to be inspired
Thus creating beauty for the world to share
Beauty comes from Sadness.
Dec 2013 · 559
Cancer Christmas.
Jordan Fischer Dec 2013
Please,
Do not complain about what you were given.
This time of year has ruined the world.
Traditions and presents,
Stress and spending

The objects mean nothing
They are gone by next year

Your family is it,
The present of presence

So please,
Do not complain about what you were given.
Just be thankful no one was taken.

Because cancer has no daily planner
It just preys on the loved,
Happy and beautiful.

So please,
Do not complain about what you were given.
Aug 2013 · 422
Old man.
Jordan Fischer Aug 2013
Where in the darkness lies my sanity
Old man said to look inside of me
Ha! A well intention suggestion
But surely you can't be serious
Old man
It's inside that frightens me
For that is where the grim dwells
Attempting to navigate those caverns
Leaves most delirious
Old man where do you get the nerve
Teaching lesson's you've failed yourself
For you were young once
Before you attempted to look within
Before you were taken by the grim.
Jun 2013 · 1.2k
Chest to chest.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
When we lay close, touching.
Chest to Chest
Our hearts thumping and thrashing about inside
Out of sync
They sway back and forth
And it's not clear which gives in first
But soon,
they beats become methodical and uniform
Pounding at each other in a quietened drum
Until the beat becomes a deafening silence
Our chests sore
Euphoria overwhelms as it should
And our beating will never stop or slow
No matter how sore.
Jun 2013 · 546
Beauty from Sadness.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
Sadness is an integral part of life
Sadness is caused by beauty leaving your life
But
When beauty leaves your life, that void is not filled by the sadness that follows
That void is left empty and life urges you to create something to fill it
That something
That you created
No matter what it is
Is beautiful.
Because it was created out of your sadness and life experience
And
That beautiful creation will life on, allowing others less fortunate to be inspired
Thus creating beauty for the world to share
Beauty comes from Sadness.
Jun 2013 · 797
Coffee Shop.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
It's absolutely everyday that I see you
Walking through the same little coffee shop
Those never ending legs enter only to be followed by a  
Bold brunette take over and a heart stopping sapphire  
If only I had picked you like the flower whose beauty you effortlessly surpass
Then maybe you'd be mine  
And not just a memory in my caffeine riddled mind.
Jun 2013 · 3.1k
Drunk Sledding.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
She is holding me tight
Our breath in plain sight
Her nose adorably red
From winters bite.
Our minds compromised  
From the wrong drinks made right
The liquor warms our blood
As we push off the top
And slide into childhood
Her hold begins to tighten
As this becomes more exciting
We hit the bottom and take a tumble
This is the girl I love
With her in my life, I cannot act humble.
Jun 2013 · 398
Winter
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
The snow fell lightly on the already blanketed street
I tell her the cold winter air is stealing my body's heat
And I pull her close to me, embracing her beauty and her warmth
We stand as one in the middle of the dark and silent road
She looks up at me, and I tell her I was never cold.
Jun 2013 · 726
Canvas Skin.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
My canvas skin is a simple freedom  
Ink infused with individual wisdom
An image important enough to save in Ink
The artist skill flows with ease
Now my thoughts and memories have a place to rest
Infinity and vividly they lie on skin
Aging and breathing alongside the man within.
Jun 2013 · 670
God for a moment.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
It's here I sit, looking at beauty's start
Yet here, I laugh at my bewildered heart
Her eyes match that of starry skies
Feelings for her greater than family ties
If I lost this there will be a great demise
  
Set sail amongst troubled sea's ,this boat corroding
Against the oceans heaves, my will is being broken
For my words lack the skill of spoken
And this ship is going down, In lieu of a captain
Neither, took lead of this troubled vessel
My mission is now to end this situation deemed stressful
  
  
Now, to her I am god yet, strange and unfamiliar
To me, I am a goblin, beautiful and familiar
It's a shame I have to end this, Now the darkness begins to overcome her
I now live in a world of undetermined reality
I apologize for my obscenity and crassness
I lay her down to sleep, For I am a prisoner in this madness
I am the warden in this madness
I lost all sense of what is real
I gave up all sense of what is real
And now, I lay her down to sleep.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
These land beings are nothing to me
So I set sail on the endless ocean
I feel alive amongst the breeze and waves
I am no longer an economic slave
Amongst the breeze and waves
Jun 2013 · 609
City on the river
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
I live in a city on the river
Beautiful scenery, colourful people
In this city on the river
Frigid winter's, unstable summers
In this city on the river
  
A gorgeous villain
Is this city on the river  
Kidnapping the young
Trapping them forever
In this city on the river
  
Only a few escape
This city on the river
Promises of wealth
Habitants with perfect health
But cease to live
In this city on the river.
Jun 2013 · 489
Old man
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
Where in the darkness lies my sanity?
Old man said to look inside of me
Ha! A well intention suggestion
But surely you can't be serious
Old man
It's inside that frightens me
For that is where the Grim dwells
Attempting to navigate those caverns,
Leaves most delirious
Old man, where do you get the nerve
Teaching lesson's you've failed yourself?
For you were young once
Before you attempted to look within
Before you were taken by the Grim.
Jun 2013 · 762
Proud Surrender.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
I've loved and lived and lost it all
My voice never carried through that wire
Telling you that I'm okay, That I didn't fall
The battle wages on, I surrendered to the fire
Watching over you now, I'll await the hallucinations that transpire
I'll be watching over you as you grow and age
I'll be the wind that overturns your page
I gave my life for my country
So do not cry for me because I did not die
Jun 2013 · 4.5k
Nighttime Dreamer.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
I am a nighttime dreamer.
It's then my mind flickers on
And everything is clearer
But a nighttime dreamer
Has it all wrong
For a nighttime dreamer
Lacks the day time song
It's the day time dreamers
That are the lucky ones
The dreams they see in light
Can be made true  
With the slightest of might
But I am a nighttime dreamer
And what I see at night
Is gone by the light.
Jun 2013 · 930
Temporary Warmth.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
The icy dread of Old Man Winters breath
Eats through my flushed skin, causing the leaves to meet their scheduled deaths
He steals the Warmth that I once called "mine"
This Warmth, no longer mine, now sails through the air
That Warm air, carries on past my cold hands
Burning and forcing them to seek out a new Warmth
A new immediate Warmth that comes only from touching the skin of a Sinner
Embracing and becoming the Sinner, releases a powerful new Warmth,
A heat. That battles The Old Man himself.
Melting and christening the frozen world around me
Thawing the ground and blooming the trees
Changing the season, if only for a minute
As the beautiful heat begins to fade, I am left cold and fighting for warmth, in a quickly freezing puddle of shame.
Jun 2013 · 1.3k
Rumble Rumble.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
Soldiers surround a battered building
Weapons to the wall, lest it does fall
Rumble Rumble, shakes the men
Rumble Rumble, again and again
Vibrating their bones, constricting their veins
Relentless Rumble, cracks the wall
The men hold strong, one for all
Rumble Rumble crashes through
Weapons clash, blood is spilled,
Bones are crushed.
Yet,
I am healed.
Jun 2013 · 2.0k
Rejection.
Jordan Fischer Jun 2013
A loose brick in a castle wall allows the wind to seep through,
Carrying with it the whispers of the outsiders
The soft spoken words influence the beings within
They begin to come alive and demand to be free'd
Overthrowing the king and breaking down the wall
All protection is lost now, through the rubble they crawl
Out into the world
With no fear of rejection.

— The End —