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800 · Jul 2016
A Moment Of Serenity
Marco Jimenez Jul 2016
When the wind blows I close my eyes,
i feel the cool air painting my skin,
the same breeze that dances with the trees
and gently waves the grass,
it passes through my hair
like a lover so fair,
so soft, so caring, so kind,
and if only for a moment,
I am in serenity in my mind.
799 · Feb 2011
The World Is My Loneliness
Marco Jimenez Feb 2011
the world goes by so slow,
it passes with lifeless eyes
as i breathe on the cold ice of humanity.

the emptiness of my soul
weighs down my body as if,
... as if there was something in it.

so i sit on the ground.
... the snow is falling so gently.
it might be soothing,
if it weren't for my loneliness.

i talk to the silence.
i tell it "... im so cold."
"i don't want to be here."
but the silence wont reply,
and that's okay,
i don't expect it to.
it would be nice though,
but i know the silence doesn't care.
so i just sit with the silence.
god its so cold.
my heart is trembling.
my body is shivering.
but my eyes are still,
lifeless like the world.
i barely move my arms and legs,
they're slow like the world.
and now my skin is cold,
cold like humanity.
792 · Mar 2013
Oceans In The Sky
Marco Jimenez Mar 2013
flying like the wind but ever calm
sun warming me as I reach out my palm
a blanket of warmth like no other
similar to that of a loving mother
soaring among the oceans in the sky
a feeling that brings a tear to my eye
such beauty in silence I’ve never heard
i dare not speak a single word
a dream it would seem has come to life
as ever real as skin to knife
as present as the beat of a lifted heart
never swaying or straying too far
not afraid to fall and die
a feeling as immortal as the oceans in the sky
I wrote this a few years ago. their are just some things, some places, and some people that make us all feel like the greatest, strongest and happiest person in the world.
780 · Mar 2010
Best Friends Don't Do This
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
what did i do
do you think it was me
that turned you away
because i never let you be
when you complained every single day

was i supposed to just shut up
and let you talk
was i just supposed to sit there
listening to your complaining never stop

did you think i'd hide my thoughts
while hearing about every time you got stuck in a rut
did you think i'd stop
every time you added an if and or ****

i didn't give you my advice
just to be a ****
i wouldn't have given it to you
if i didn't know you were gonna get hurt

sometimes i think i should never have tried
i didn't know you'd throw away my every word
i don't know why i never thought you lied
you probably think this is all absurd

but to me its everything!

why can't i ever say what i wanna say
do you think i just dily daly
every single day

do i have feelings
do i mean anything to you
do you just do what you want
do you even think about what the effects do

don't even try to act like you know how i feel
don't even tell me you understand
don't even say that you care
when you pull away everytime i reach out my hand

why don't you just say it
to you i am dead
when you told me you haven't changed
you didn't mean a single word you said

you're no longer the same person
you're no longer the same friend
that friendly kids life has come to an end
778 · Mar 2013
All Of Her
Marco Jimenez Mar 2013
her skin,
its just like the sun as it comes through the curtains
early in the morning
as your eyes first open to greet the new day.

i gently slide my fingertips up and down her arm.
she feels a slight tickle and lets out a smile.
oh her smile.
like watching the sunrise on the beach.
her eyes.
like windows to another universe
where time is stopped at this moment
so that it can last for all eternity
and nothing exist but her and me.

her hair.
it flows so perfect, so beautiful,
so natural like a river so free and wild.
with the maturity of an adult
and the innocence of a child

her body.
a work of art
to stimulate my heart.
a masterpiece, a wonder.
lightning and thunder.
a perfect vision of ecstasy
a perfect dream for my eyes to see.
767 · Mar 2010
Look At Me Now
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
got my hands in my pockets
my chin in the air
my feet on the ground
im on a mission
a dare

got my hands in my pockets
my chin in the air
got my eyes fixed foreword
like there's nothing their

nothing but my path
my goals
my ends
my faults
my treasure
my money
my friends
my sweet jar of honey
my strength
my heart
my strive
to be a part
of something big
a part of something real
a part of something special
something that will make me feel

righteous
and free
in the air
where nothing can touch me
where no one can bring me down

i got my hands out of my pockets
my head held high
my feet steppin up
and im wavin bye

bye to my world o fear
bye to my world of pain
bye to my world of dead ends
bye to my world of never ending rain

bye to the darkness in the corner
bye to the darkness under the sheets
bye to the filling my head
bye to the holding my feet

bye to the hateful swing that misses every time
trying to hit me
trying to pound me
trying to deal great pain

i am above you now
im standin tall
nothing can hold me back
nothing at all
766 · Apr 2010
Don't Push Me
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
how stupid must you be?
to try your luck and walk on me,
when it comes to drinking anger i am always sober,
but if you step on me that time will sure be over,
i will become heavily drunk with rage,
and i will not be stopped by the strongest cage,

i passionately hate this person that you have forced out,
you were confidently in my face when you should have been in doubt,
if you thought that i would do nothing then you were terribly wrong,
now i shall beat you to the ground and drag your body along,
then i'll hold you down and pin your neck with a chair,
and i'll keep pushing down until your almost out of air,

then i will release and give you what is not my right to take,
and i will let you know that i choose not the path of hate,
i'll have you know that i could have killed you on the spot,
but lucky for you it is this evil person i am truly not,
i fought for your life even though you stepped on mine,
but i promise that you may not be so fortunate next time,
instead of doing something i would regret later, i turned my actions into words and i used my pen to put those words on paper, and i rid myself of the poison before it took me over.
764 · Mar 2010
What it Takes to be Me
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
i live each day by the hour
sometimes on the tip of a string
i live close to death
i live **** near everything

i sacrifice daily
i have to do so much just to keep my head from popping
i have to remember who i am
to keep my head from stopping

i have to remember what i have to do
i have to remember what i have to say
i have to remember where i have to go
i have to remember what i have to push away

because what it takes to be me
is not something anyone else can see
its invisible to everyone
but its known to be free

what it takes to be me
is strength and desire
a burning heart
a will of fire

it takes hate, hurt, and pain
tragedy, disaster, pouring rain
crazy, angry, going insane
finding what makes you into you again

i don't know why such a cold and hated heart
can so simply take us all apart
shoving our faces in the dirt
inflicting unnecessary pain
unwanted hurt

i don't know alot of things
but i do know anger isn't something to be kept
you have to let it out
fight, kick, punch, scream, shout

there's a lot i don't do
but i know i gotta try
cowardice and fear
ain't something i can justify

i never just give up
you may not understand
this is my kingdom
and i am the ruler of this land

you can't rule
because you don't have the capacity
just to see
that you don't have
what it takes to be me

because what it takes to be me
isn't hate or anger
not death or danger
nor laziness or wasting time
or violence and crime

it doesn't take shouting
and getting in someones face
it doesn't take smashing dreams
and invading peoples space

it doesn't take holding a gun to someones face  
it doesn't take telling them how close they are to dead
it doesn't take being a ****
it doesn't take me telling you what it takes just for you to see

what it takes to be me
is not something anyone else can see
its part of the earth
and the sea
its part of a bright future
and a close memory

what it takes to be me
is heart and desire
something you've never felt
something higher
higher than yourself
and further than your sight
softer than the water
and brighter than the light
and in the end
you'll find something that isn't me
something that feels better
something that feels more free
a part of you
that makes you feel greater than the sea
its you
and that's someone no one can tell you how to be
- From The Strongest Among You
753 · Dec 2016
The Night is Lonely
Marco Jimenez Dec 2016
The night likes long lonely hugs
burning the midnight oil with some ink and drugs
a poet alone and hopelessly in love

all I want to do is write the next line
my mind is empty but my heart is filled
if I closed my eyes my body would be thrilled
but I don't think the night should be alone
under her moon it feels like home
she takes her time whispering into my ear
talking about life and love and fear
her soothing voice and gentle touch
make me not miss sleep as much
but
at some point I have to say goodbye and close my eyes
under the night, the moon, and the starry skies
our long lonely hug must come to an end
but the sun will rise and set once again
747 · Feb 2011
The Heart That's Broken
Marco Jimenez Feb 2011
whats the way
of the heart that's broken?
love woven into many things
and many strings dance through the heart,
a part of life that's torn
and worn by the strength of a needle,
such feeble hands with which to feel
the painfully real earthquake of sorrow
in which tomorrow doesn't seem very bright
and the night just seems too so dark
that a mark of sadness takes over
like a four leaf clover so impossible to find
and in your mind you don't mean a **** thing
742 · Mar 2010
Just Right
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
in the right days
and the right times
with just enough nickles
and just enough dimes

with bread and butter
and a knife to spread
with arms and legs
and alive and not dead

with clothes on your back
and a roof over your head
with soft pillows and sheets
and a nice comfy bed

got some jelly and bread in the morning
and a nice hot cup of tea
got places to go
and some friends and family to go see

always having some type of fun
hangin out, rockin out
usually something dumb
generally interesting to more than some

fighting and arguing
things that are sad and bad
but happily ending
things remembered only as experiences you've had

wills getting stronger
wings growing wider
connections going longer
and friendships going farther

piecing puzzles together
solving questions of life
finding reasons why we even bother
reasons why we even fight

balancing our thoughts
between feelings of hate and love
standing out
like a beautiful white dove

everything is just right
the world is taking flight
with a righteous fist
and a voice of might
732 · Apr 2015
I Have Become One
Marco Jimenez Apr 2015
I dream of walking in the forest on a beautiful spring morning to smell the fresh air,
The trickling river flows,
the grass tickles my toes,
and the wind gently combs my hair,

The rocks still hold last nights cold,
and the plants are still covered in the morning dew,
bathing in the suns radiant hue as it rises from its rest,
I feel its radiant warmth blanketing my chest,

Time slows down in this moment of bliss
where nature has given me a warm loving kiss,
I feel as though i'm floating in the air,
I wish I could share such a feeling as this,

Serenity takes me into the night in my eyes,
On this morning I dream of the star lit skies,
I am in complete peace under the sun,
I have become whole,
I have become one.
Been working on this one for almost a year now. I was finally able to get to a place that I can feel good about it. There was also a bit of added inspiration to write from an admirer of my work :D
731 · Feb 2013
Lost In Oblivion
Marco Jimenez Feb 2013
i fall to the ground
and i want to die,
i painfully scream,
i painfully cry,
i hate this world,
i just dont understand,

i just want to know,
to feel, to see,
what to do,
who to be,

i wanna know how to live,
how to go on,
as if everythings right,
and nothing is wrong,
oh its been so long,
since my sadness was gone,
and my heart wants to live,
but this pressure wont give,

and no matter how much i resist,
no matter how much i fight,
the sadness takes control,
it holds me so tight,

and then i cant breathe,
my body gets weak,
my eyes cant see,
my lips cant speak,

and then i fall to the ground,
and i just want to die,
in agony i scream,
in despair i cry,
and i dont know why
this is happening to me,
why the darkness comes so suddenly,

and so...
i am lost
in the emptiness of space,
a cold, dark, forgotten place,
i am
lost in oblivion
my life has been in a very conflicted place lately. i dont know what to do, if i can do anything at all.
731 · Oct 2015
Hold Me But Don't Let Me Go
Marco Jimenez Oct 2015
Lie next to me on the bed
and lets stare at the ceiling like it's the night sky,
Hold my hand so I don't feel alone, but don't let me go,
or I just might fall back into my head
and get lost again in my crazy thoughts
Marco Jimenez May 2010
What do we know of the likes of time?
We are all just shadows that move and rhyme,
We love and lose,
We pick and choose,
We play and fight,
We wake at morning and sleep at night,

We go to work and try not to be late,
And the next time we aren’t on time can decide our very fate,
We see money as the life’s necessity to live,
Some have too much and are too greedy to give,
Some work hard and don’t have any,
And sadly this number is not few but many,

Yes the rich love their expensive clothes and their private bars,
They can simply say “I want one of those 100k sports cars”,
And the houses with 5 bed, 4 bath, 2 stories, and a powdered ***,
The big lawn, the granite pass, the big pool, and the green grass,
And all the rich can do is flash their money and boast,
So to you rich ******* I propose a toast,

May the cries of the forgotten earth and poor,
Rain down on you with wrath and make you bleed and bleed more,
May you receive 1000 pounds of pressure for every dollar you don’t need,
Every dollar that you can give but you keep out of greed,
I wish you would meet the poor kids and families that make your clothes,
The ones that you wear so you can look good and pose,

I encourage you to see such people in pain,
To see the damage of you factories acid rain,
And you do all this just for the oil in the land!
You take people’s lives and don’t even offer your hand!
So I end my toast to you rich *******,
May your lives be long but plagued by the masses.
726 · Mar 2010
The Painting
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
one perfect painted picture
hung crooked on the wall,
one day it will completely wither,
and it will die and fall,

a new picture will be painted
and hung in the same place,
its memory tainted,
by a once dead space,

it too will one day die,
and another painting
will be hung with another sigh,
furthering the tainting
of another painting that will die
721 · Mar 2010
Helpless
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
how can you hurt someone so much
and just not care

how can you cause someone so much pain
and later do it again

how can you willingly take such control
how can you willingly live in such a black hole

it makes me feel the worst thing i can feel
helpless
i just cant believe how its so real
i hate this feeling
i hate times like these
i hate not being able to do anything

im gonna go crazy
im gonna break loose
im gonna break everything
break as if i have nothing to loose

i wanna do something
i wanna move
a wanna effect things
effect them how i choose

i hate this terrible feeling
of not feeling good
not feeling
the way that i should

i feel like im in this black space
i cant see anything
i cant reach anything
creating constant hate

their is nothing
solid
nothing to touch
no chair to sit on
not even a floor
nothing to stand on

no windows
no doors
no friends
nothing more
everything less
nothing there
only blackness

i feel like ive been put in this tiny box with no air holes
and each time i take a breath
i just get closer to death

do you realize
can you see
that this is happening to me
just because i think differently
just because i dont look the same
just because i play a different type of game
just because im on a different team
just because i dont understand what you mean
just because i step to hip-hop
just because i head bang to heavy metal rock
just because im addicted to MTV
just because i dont have money
just because i helped my little sister when she fell in the mud
just because i picked up and threw away a cigarette bud

i feel so alone
i need a mom or a dad
i need a friend
someone to be here when im sad

i wish that one day
someone would stop staring and help me
because whenever im helpless
there's always someone there to see

i wish someone would unbolt the box
and give me a breath of fresh air
and then tell me
that the next breath will be waiting right their

i wish someone would show me
that there are more feelings
besides sorrow and pain
more weathers
beside lightning storms and rain
better escapes
besides violence and death
better ways to end your crying
and still draw breaths

most people dont understad
that all it takes
is one person
to ruin a life
all it takes
is the push of the right button
to bring someone down without a fight

but it also only takes one person
to save a life
to unscrew the right bolts
and give some fresh air and light

to give hope
to throw down a rope
and pull someone up out of the dark
and tell them that life doesn't always have to be hard

to show that there are people out their with more feelings than just hate
people that can make you laugh
and smile
and make life worth while

these people are your family and friends
these people can shoo away all your sorrow and pain
these people can make you believe in good people again
- From The Strongest Among You
710 · Mar 2010
Beauty
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
what is this light that I hold inside my hand,
this heat and softness on my toes inside the sand,
water rises up in a halo around my head,
the sand lifts me up like a comfy little bed,
I'm floating through the forest with a calmness in my mind,
the birds are chirping and they're following behind,
this light in my hand is getting ever brighter,
and this bed of sand is lifting me ever higher,
I enter a giant sphere of clouds floating in the sky,
there is no evil mist or shroud taking vision from my eye,
I take the deepest breath of purity in the air,
and I keep it in my heart with all the other beauty that is there,
the sand suddenly leaves from under me,
the water leaves it's place and creates a sea,
I'm terrified to be falling so furiously fast,
so I close my eyes and dream of things future, present, and past,
I open my eyes and I gently fall on the ground,
lying flat on my back, I get up and look around,
a field of beauty instead of an open sea,
only for a moment I wonder, how could this be?
I wonder why I've landed in such an interesting place as this,
there is something going on here but I don't know what it is,
this place is very strange and it grows stranger ever more,
and the beauty I keep inside my heart is no longer kept in store,
for all the beauty here cannot be held in one space,
because it is all our hearts that make up this special place,
so I hold my heart with this light held in my hand,
and I release it into this place, this beautiful, beautiful land
dedicated to everyone. we are all an important part of the beauty of this world
702 · Dec 2010
Hopeless Romantics
Marco Jimenez Dec 2010
I could miserably fall in love with you
I could love your darkness more than mine
I could watch your sun rise and set
Every day until the end of time

We can be hopeless romantics walking through strange places
Watching all the happy and all the sad faces
Living with the angels and demons we love with all our hearts
And accepting life's end when death finally starts
693 · Jun 2012
The Destruction of Love
Marco Jimenez Jun 2012
He takes his heart and he hides it away
He buries it and beats it more & more every day
And he cant hide...
No he cant control the pain!

He swore that he'd never love again
He hid his heart from his family & his friends
But from the silence fate did say
No not today, I still want to play

So he fell in love with a beautiful girl
She became his life
She became his world
She blessed his thoughts every night and day
But alas he did forget what fate did say

So she never did ever feel the same
She played with his heart
She toyed with his brain
She let him believe how loving she could pretend to be
Until one day he could finally see

He gave her his heart
He gave her his trust
But she looked at him with hate
She hissed with disgust

And he died inside of his soul...

Then he took his heart & he hid it away
He buried it deeper & deeper every day
But he just couldn't hide...
No he couldn't control the pain
689 · Oct 2015
Love's Vex
Marco Jimenez Oct 2015
The vex of all men has peered into my eyes once again
and glimpsed to me that which I long for most in this life.
Love, in all of it's beautifully destructive splendor,
it beckons me to let go of all rational thought
and surrender to the waves of my heart crashing down upon my soul.
Swallowing me up into this wild ocean of reckless emotion.
I am miserable in all ways imaginable and...
Not sure if I should continue this, write a part two, or just leave it as is.
683 · Oct 2014
As I Walk Through My Dreams
Marco Jimenez Oct 2014
As I walk through my dreams,
I witness the world end over and over
before my stricken eyes,
and all I've ever known becomes lost in oblivion
as the earth I love dies,

I cant help crying as all life is dying
and a deep plunge of fear entangles my soul,
here I stand still, dead against my will
and I've lost all total control,

This is what I feel
this is what I see,
such is what it seems,
and so,

As I walk through my dreams,
My ethereal imagination travels the universe,
scaling the vast cosmos of space,
As I approach the edge I peer beyond the ledge
and I see my one true place,

Transcending the fabric of the space time continuum
I pull on the strings of creation and existence
Altering reality as I readily see fit...
This is it.
This is the end.
All roads bend to this one place
at the center of time and space,

Oh! the magnificence!
Oh! the beauty!
Oh! the infinite energy
that flows right through me!

But I must cry,
Because as I open each eye
I see what it all means,
That I was just walking through my dreams.
Sometimes my dreams can be so dark. But the sometimes they are so beautiful that when I wake up, I feel sad because none of it was ever real.
652 · Dec 2010
Let Me Hold This Silence
Marco Jimenez Dec 2010
Let me hold this silence
As long as it’s mine to hold
Let me wander atop the ocean
As the moon shines on the dark water

Allow me to cry
Please don’t make me speak
If I die then just let me die
I have a heart and right now it’s weak

Don’t try to make me happy
I already am
But right now I feel the need to be sad

I don’t want to look up
At the brightest light in the sky
I want to look down
And watch the tears fall from my eyes

I want to see the ripples they make
How insignificant they are
Among the waves of the ocean
It’s too big for any purpose I should be left to have

Just let my beautiful sadness be
I hope that in time
You will just let me be

Let me hold this silence
Allow me to cry
And if I die…
Just let me die
652 · Jun 2015
My Oblivion Sea
Marco Jimenez Jun 2015
I lay on the floor in my room
and stare up at the ceiling fan,
I try to figure out who I am,
Who is this lost young man?

I live a life with no direction or conviction,
Only the demons of my own affliction,

My own self-loathing married my self-doubt
And let loose my darker half,
Dragging my mind into the darkness,
Imprisoning me in the mistakes of my past,

And so I don't know what to do
To escape my prison and move on,
How do I move forward
When everything I do is wrong?

Purpose has eluded me,
Confidence has fled,
My will deminishes,
My heart almost dead.

In all the ways I can imagine
In all the ways I can see
I'm lost inside the darkness
A place of nihility,

A void,
An emptiness,
A lethe within me,
My oblivion sea.
647 · Apr 2015
Addiction
Marco Jimenez Apr 2015
Is this when it starts?
or has it already begun?
does it take one more?
or just this one?

One isn't so bad,
its the only one I've ever had,
another shouldn't do any harm,
so there really is no cause for alarm,

Well now that I've had two,
What's one more going to do?

People say don't give in,
it'll **** you in,
It'll tear apart your life limb from limb,


But I feel fine,
I'm completely okay,
I can just quit any day,

I can control myself,
I don't need to quit,
I'm not like the other people
who lose their life to this ****,

But now that I'm already in so deep,
without it I just cant sleep,
I've run out and I need more,
so in the middle of the night I go to the store,
I spend what little money I have left
just so I can get a decent nights rest,
I wake up and I do it again,
Is this how my life will be til the end?

Scrapping for change to buy another pack,
hack at my skin because I just need another,
my brother telling me I need to change,
but I'm deranged by this demon of ash and charcoal,
burning a hole inside of my soul,
and now I meet death in the face of my affliction,
my demon.
my addiction.
I mostly centered my thoughts on extreme addiction to cigarettes, but extreme addiction to anything can destroy a persons life. Obviously not every situation is like this, so I don't mean this for EVERY smoker. Just the ones whose lives get ruined by it. I don't personally smoke.
Marco Jimenez Jan 2013
on the day that i first saw you
we were running underground
one hundred thousand people
screaming crazy all around

i bumped into a mailman
and i fell right into you
i looked right up into your eyes
and you gazed in mine too

the two of us were lost
staring in each others mind
i knew just what were her thoughts
and she knew just what were mine

but we didn't have the time
to stay and meet each other right
we had to get straight to the pods
and take off into night

as the war was ending up above
i grabbed you off the floor
i told you that we had to run
to make it to the door

you said no i cant make it
then you stopped and asked my name
i said no ill never let you die
we're getting on this plane

we got inside the doors
and only one seat was left
you looked into my eyes
and i hugged you close to my chest

and then i threw you back
and i locked you in the chair
i ran outside the doors
as you screamed no this isn't fair!

i said i never did that much in life
and if this is the last thing that i do
then im happy that i gave my life
i gave it all to you

im happy that i let you go
to sail into the stars
my apocalyptic one true love
i've given you my heart
643 · Sep 2018
In Your Arms
Marco Jimenez Sep 2018
The one thing I look forward to most when I see you,
is laying in your arms again,
because nothing brings me comfort like that moment
when my weary head falls on your soft chest,
and all the world simply disappears,
all my pain & problems,
all my worries & fears,
they just melt away
until there is nothing left in me but you,
your warmth, your scent,
your kindness, your tranquility,
your love and your heart,
every time you kiss my head
is like a drop of pure sunshine falling onto me
seeping into my heart and in my soul,
and then I know above all else,
that in all the universe,
nothing compares to the feeling
of being in your arms.
For Rachel
634 · May 2010
Early Ended Love
Marco Jimenez May 2010
what am I to do
with all these feelings I have left
I got them for you
but they never reached their best

our love began
but it didn't last
I tried to forget
but it remains in my past

I sometimes see your face
in windows and open doors
and I am reminded
that I was once yours

and as I sit here
alone with your picture in my hand
I feel you slip away
like fingers through the sand
634 · May 2010
I See You
Marco Jimenez May 2010
What does my heart mean in this center of time?
Where all I see is what I wish to have as mine,
Yet I do not have the beauty of the last piece to my heart,
And I don’t hold in my arms that one missing part,
I hold a hole in my chest which gaps the space between me and my true self,
And this space can be filled by only one and no one else,

This emptiness in my heart belongs to you,
I leave it for what you would choose to do,
Because whether by your choice or not,
My heart is what you have always got,
And the ocean of my soul is in your hands,
Along with all of its outstretched lands,

You have me whenever you heart pleads,
Because you are the missing space that my heart needs,
And these tears I have held for such a beautiful sight,
I will continue to always hold in your eyes of night,
And with the entity of my soul and my entire being,
Not even god can comprehend what I am seeing,

I see you in all that you are,
I see you in all places near and far,
I see you in my soul and in my heart,
I see you at the end before I even start,
I see you happy and in love,
I see you are the only thing I ever want to be a part of.
633 · May 2010
Breaking Myself Apart
Marco Jimenez May 2010
My heart is hurting because of the words I keep in pain,
I never knew that keeping them from her would ever be in vain,
I never told her because I didn’t want to break her heart,
But instead I ended up tearing my own heart apart,

I asked her out to a military dance,
And the things I learned about her caught me in a trance,
She was just like me in many ways,
And I was stuck thinking about her for many days,

I spent a lot of time thinking of her
But I never spoke to her again,
Because my family was leaving
And I had to go with them,

I didn’t tell her because it would have broken my life,
And my ultimate failure would have taken new heights,
Even though she might not have felt the same as I,
I did it for her because she made feel like I could fly,

Now I know I shall never again
Be able to call her my dear friend,
And I’m completely breaking myself apart
As this pain suffocates my broken heart
this is dedicated to the girl that i could have had that i didn't go for.
Marco Jimenez Mar 2017
I wanted to watch you stand atop a mountain gazing into the distance,
I wanted to hold you beside a burning fire,
I wanted to kiss you on the beach
and make love under the stars,

But now I cant,
and all I have left are these empty dreams I wanted to share with you,
and all these things we wanted to do
with no one else but just us two,
dreams of us sharing a tent,
a few years down the road after time has went,
a fire crackles and the crickets sing,
in your eyes the fire is glistening
and everything
is as it should be,
away from the world just you and me,
it could have been a memory,
but now it’s just a fantasy,
nowhere near a dream.
nowhere near reality,
I guess love ain’t what it seems
626 · Mar 2010
Poetry Can Set You Free
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
any poem can be read
but are you listening to the words
how can you tell what it just said
how do you know if you understood it at all

how do you know whether it impacts you or not
how do you know if it makes you move
how do you know what its saying to you
how do you know which path to choose

when do you get the message
does it take you a few tries
do you keep an open mind
or do you just say everything is lies lies lies

do you know what you want
what are you looking to find
are you looking to broaden your experiences
or expand your mind

if your looking for answers
i can't tell you them myself
i don't know what they are
but i can tell you something else

poems won't give you answers
poetry is simply a key
what you must ask yourself is
how do i find the answer within me

how do i know if i feel it inside
what can i do to help myself decide
i wont find the answer in a books many pages
or by reading about life's many stages
i haven't found the answer yet
but i know reading is definitely not my best bet
ink and paper cannot bring out my soul
only the energy in each piece of cereal in the bowl

but if poetry can set you free
then i guess poetry does open the door
so ill use the poet within me
to open it a little more
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
I feel the wind rush across my face
And it takes me away
To a once invisible place

A place the world has never seen,
With running mountains
And tall rivers,
Jumping birds
And kind killers,

A place where dreams rarely come true,
And the stars are always falling upon you,
Colors for millions of miles,
Silver trees and plains of golden tiles,

Leaves of birds,
Roses of water,
Feelings of words,
Colder of hotter,

Energy of wind,
Treasure of sky,
Life of earth,
In peace to die,

But no dreams,
No friends,
No family,
Is how this life ends,

And I once again feel the wind rush across my face
In hope of returning to a once familiar place,
But I am not taken back to the home that I now dearly miss,
I have been given a lot here but I have not been given this,

I hated my life before
But now it’s even worse,
This field of gold is my cemetery
And the water of air is my hearse,

Even in a place of dreams
Where dreams don’t exist,
Happiness isn’t what it seems,
Anything is better than this,

I didn’t know what I had
Until it was taken away,
I forgot who I was for a second
And now I’m in a different place than I was earlier today,

But now I know
That family and friends can’t be replaced,
By golden grass
And silver lakes,

Or by trees of silver,
Or tiles of gold,
Or water of air,
Or fear of old,

Not influence of mind,
Nor age of time,
Not the strongest powers,
Nor history’s greatest hours
622 · Mar 2010
A Family
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
What a concept a family is,
Who are they and what do they do?
What are their motives?
And how do they involve you?

Is it a game that is meant to attack the soul?
Is it meant to put you to shame until you are dead and old?

is it supposed to feel like there is no light?
Am I supposed to be this deep in the dark?
Is there a certain life threatening mission
On which I must embark?

How much fear am I supposed to have?
Should I stay coiled up on the ground?
Crying and shaking
All around,

The tears won’t stop,
Even with no emotion on my face,
I want to go somewhere else,
A different place,

Death is my desire,
I want it to end in fear, pain, and fire,
This is how I feel,
I can’t make it any more fake or real,

I don’t want any kisses or hugs,
All I keep getting is betrayal,
Sometimes it slides off like rain,
But it always hurts like hail,

This darkness that my mind and heart
Forever share
Is a sentence of death
That ends in darkness and despair
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
have you ever wanted something
something not for your eyes
something of beautiful tears
something of beautiful lies
something that envisions the seas
and encompasses the skies

have you ever wanted something
something you cant touch with your hand
something out of your reach
a vision that will soon come to an end
something that you need
something that has only your heart to mend

have you ever wanted something
something that you would put before your heart
something that symbolizes a new beginning]
something that symbolizes a new start
something that symbolizes a that missing piece
something that symbolizes a that lost part

have you ever wanted something so bad
lying
fighting
breaking the law
hurting
killing
taking no moral manner at all
realizing
seeing
what is your worst flaw
apologizing
crying
feeling bad enough to crawl
recuperating
regathering
standing back up tall
knowing
learning
what is the law
respecting
loving
only one and all
waving
saying
bye to your worst flaw

have you ever wanted something
something that you never reached
something you realized you dont really need
something that you would willingly help
and give air to breathe
but helping yourself
to continue to live and be free
- From The Strongest Among You
614 · Mar 2010
The Strongest Among You
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
we see you more than you see us
and we know it better than you think

we are the strongest among you
you may try and break us down

you can beat us down
you can drag us down
you can talk us down
you can pull us down
you can stare us down
you can cheat us down

no matter what you do
no matter what you try

we will always come back
and we will never die

you can send us to the edge of space
you can send us to the center of the sun
you can throw us out onto the street
you can dropp us into the depths of an empty well
and even to the depths of hell

but we are back
oh we are well

and there is something you lack
and only we can tell

don't you feel terrible
don't you feel sad
don't you feel horrible
don't you just feel bad

we can beat you down
we can drag you down
we can talk you down
we can pull you down
we can stare you down
we can cheat you down
we can send you to the edge of space
we can send you to the center of the sun
we can throw you out onto the street
we can dropp you into the depths of an empty well
and even to the depths of hell

but we wont
and i bet that you do't know why

its because you have something that we don't
and that is the corruption of a lie

we have been beaten down
we have been dragged down
we have been talked down
we have been pulled down
we have been stared down
we have been cheated down

we have been sent to the edge of space
far from the reach of a friendly face

we have been sent to the center of the sun
isolated, stupid, and dumb

we have thrown out onto the street
cold and lonely, hungry for anything to eat

we have been dropped to the bottom of an empty well
its cold and dark and everyone passing by just says 'oh well'

and we have even been to the depths of hell
nowhere to run
and constantly attacked
always lonely
and pain never lacked

always searching
can never find a friendly face
can never come home to a proud mother and father
cant even find a place to stay
cant even find out why people even bother
only able to find that everything's become harder

but there is always a loop hole
always a break point
always a loose pole
always a loose joint

you will always find someone
family or friend
someone that has a hand to lend

but this person is not here to hold your life by the hand
this persons job is to help you get up and stand

and its up to you to take the first step
and live your life with no regret

so its not about being able to come out on top after bieng
beaten down
dragged down
talked down
pulled down
stared down
cheated down
sent to the edge of space
sent to the center of the dun
thrown out onto the street
dropped into the depths of an empty well

its about the fact that we stood by our friends
we saw you more than you saw us
and we knew knew it better than you did

you tried to break us down
and that just makes it true
that we have become
the strongest among you
- From The Strongest Among You
613 · Oct 2011
The Music of Silence
Marco Jimenez Oct 2011
I sit idle on a bench
before a grey pond
and a grey sky,
my eyes count the ripples
as the wind blows them across the water,
i listen to the trees dancing in the air,
as i listen... to the silence...

i walk idle through the trees,
i hear each step i take,
i feel every blade of grass,
i stare through the leaves as they fall before me...
the tranquility stills my heart
as i listen... to the silence...

i lay idle on the ground
and i close my eyes,
what do the wind,
and the trees, and the grass tell me?
my heart is still...
my mind is calm...
as i listen... to the silence...
Marco Jimenez Mar 2017
I want to build her a cabin in the woods,
so she can wake up to the melody of singing birds
and the smell of trees coming through the window,
so she can sip her morning coffee in the forest
and feel the dewy grass between her toes,
so she can close her eyes and hear nothing
but the river, the trees, and the gentle wind,
so every night she can lay by a fire and read a book,
watch the stars, or fall asleep in my arms,
breathing free air and smiling
knowing she is right where she wants to be,
in a cabin in the woods with her dog,
and me :)
611 · Apr 2010
Together As One
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
come ye dragons,
men and horses,
gather yer wits
and set yer courses,

load the ***,
bring yer mugs,
prepare to battle
from beasts to bugs,

don't forget the music,
we must have a tune,
on with it now,
we'll all be dead soon,

and die by the sword,
we shall, we will,
dead we will be,
but many we will ****,

all the men and women,
who join us in this fight,
we battle all through the day,
and drink all through the night,

true it may be that none shall ever return,
all together in glory and death,
but we are brothers and sisters together,
and together we share one life in one breath,
608 · May 2011
Lost Cause
Marco Jimenez May 2011
some people are such wasted space,
they show you their nice side
but they can't always hide their true face.

why the deception?
for my protection?
you can't stop the conception
of the idea that you're not the person
that you think i see,
you're just another fake to me.

i try to help you as much as i can,
but you just don't want to be a man
and stand up with your own two legs,
you're the kinda person that begs & begs
for help all the time,
and then for no reason or rhyme
you put off all the help you need,
you listen to advice but you just don't heed,
i guess you really are a different breed.

I'm not a quitter
but i can't afford to do this anymore!
ill keep my hand open, but I'm closing the door,
I've tried so hard
to keep our friendship alive,
so many failed attempts just to get you to strive
to be someone better than who you are now,
you don't know the way then i show you how,
but you always give up when it starts to get hard!
i try to keep you up but you always play the same card,

you jump back to ****
and you start drinking,
you stop trying
and you stop thinking,

you just quit,
and I'm getting tired of this ****!
man i can't hold you up forever,
one day ill have to flip the switch,
pull the lever,
break the line,
cut it & sever,
retake whats mine,
my dignity & pride!
i will no longer abide
and continue to collide
with your drugged up suicidal side,
its almost as if you were dead from the start
and it just straight up breaks my heart.

and i don't know why i couldn't tell,
that you were already lost,
you had already fell,
and we both paid the cost
as it ended in hell.
594 · Mar 2010
A Toast To Poetry
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
fate put a pen in my hand
and a paper in front of me
fate told me to pour my heart out
so i wrote poetry

fate gave me a tool to record the thoughts of time
and the visions i see
so i recorded it with rhythm and rhyme
and the passion within me

i reflect the light of the sun
from pen to paper
i spread the smell of flowers
to make it even greater

i write the sound in the water
i write the movement in the sky
i write the touch of grass
and the way the birds fly

i write effects and feelings
i write expressions of passion
i write what hope brings
i write my imagination

each word i write
brightens my heart alittle more
each phrase that takes shape
opens up another door

so i give a toast to poetry
my friend
my buddy
the one who sticks by me
the who always helps me

you always have an open hand
you always make me feel happy and free
you always help me stand
when standing isn't easy

let us now raise our drinks together
and dedicte this moment
to poetry
may it live through our hearts
for all of eternity
592 · Apr 2010
Experience Life
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
my alarm goes off every morning
while I’m still snoozing and snoring,
i go to school and every second is so **** boring,
I’m just getting fatter with all this energy I’m storing,
i hate sitting here in this ******* chair,
all I’m doing here is wasting air,
if i could get out id go anywhere,
but for now i can only sit and stare,
let me out and send me to the moon,
we all know life ends way too soon,
c'mon man it’s almost noon,
i haven’t even gotten in my daily hour of doom,
when I’m done with this **** I’m saying goodbye,
i won’t even bother telling anyone why,
and i won’t waste my time stopping just to cry,
life is too short to worry about when i'll die,
I’m gonna climb mountains and swing on trees,
I’m gonna cross deserts and sail the seven seas,
ill fight monsters, beasts, animals, and bees,
ill defend to the death anything that life frees,
because life isn't meant to be lived behind a desk,
taking away all of life's very best,
with all this pressure lying on your chest,
just drop it, go out, and experience the real test!
life isnt living in a room on a chair behind a desk. its doing what you want, when you want, how you want, for whatever reason, at any time of year or season, in any second, minute, hour, day, week, month, or year
590 · Apr 2010
Decide
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
alone the trees are gray,
leaves falling in silence,
with ease the wind blows them away,
it requires no violence,

the wind carries them like babies in baskets,
it uses its own body instead of open caskets,

they land in the river,
and some on the sides,
but one still remains,
it debates and decides,

what shall i do? it says,
where shall i go?
should i stay here in the air?
or should i join the river flow?

shall i fall upon the side
where i will forever reside?
i simply just can't decide,

i can fly in the air and go anywhere,
i can fall on the side in the easiest place to hide,
i can float in the river like a boat in the winter,
or i can stay here and never ever decide,
there are many complications to deciding what to do with your life.
Marco Jimenez Sep 2010
a fresh scent always comes from her hair,
and as i catch it i receive a blow to my chest,
it flows through the softness in the air,
such beauty that i can breathe at best,

it hurts my heart that she is oblivious to my love,
so painful to know i may never hold her hand,
and though i know i cannot hold her back,
i cannot bare to see her with another man,

because this man is not right for her,
he is not the man that she deserves,
i want to tell her so very bad,
but i am forced to keep my self in reserves,

it scratches my skin as i try to sleep,
it whispers into my ear every day,
it pulls my hair as i sit and weep,
it drains all my hope and strength away,

and i sit here staring at a picture of her face,
dreaming of the one i long to hold,
and i let go in this strange place,
as all my emotions begin to unfold,

so i must resort to simply dreaming
of one day meeting a girl that's for me,
i don't believe it's possible,
because how could something so perfect really be?
if i cannot have her then i must let her go. i deserve someone that i can touch and feel instead of simply dreaming.
590 · Oct 2014
Searching For Hope
Marco Jimenez Oct 2014
Life can be so hard,
It can be such a heavy burden to bear,
It can wrap around your throat
and make you desperately beg for air,

Its like a weight that I just can't hold,
I'm trying to be bold, but I feel so weak,
and I start think there was never any hope,

So how am I supposed to cope with this sadness in my heart?
With this intangible disease tearing me apart?
Rooting deep inside of my brain,
heightening my sense of weakness and pain,

Forcing me to hate who I see in my reflection,
Believing I am just a rejection,
Sending a ripple through my mind,
Stirring feelings I didn't want to find,

Depressing thoughts start to form by storm,
& I hate myself for being who I am,
This weak pathetic excuse for a man,

& so the stigma of depression inside of my mind
begins to claw and grind at my soul,
Digging a deep dark hole that nothing can fill,
I don't think I have the will to keep on fighting,
I don't think I can cope,
I don't think I have what it takes
to keep searching for hope.
588 · Nov 2016
Wherever You Go
Marco Jimenez Nov 2016
Safe travels on your journey,
wherever you go,
know that in nature you always have a home,
the place where your beautiful children have grown,

Hold them close,
because ahead there may be darker days,
but together we can find the ways
out of the darkness & into the light,
because we humans don't give up,
we fight,
we fight against the coming night,
so that our children might see a brighter tomorrow,
free of fear, chains, & sorrow,

So safe travels on your journey,
wherever you go,
don't forget to sometimes take it slow,
just close you're eyes,
Smile,
& feel the wind blow,
take in the sun's heart warming glow,
listen to the rain & the water flow,

And late at night when you look up at the stars,
think of where you've been & where you are,
and don't worry how far the journey is ahead,
just fall asleep & rest your head,
tomorrow the world will have much more to show,

Safe travels my friends,
wherever you go.
Wrote this for a family I made friends with who are traveling the world.
585 · Nov 2010
The Leaves of Me
Marco Jimenez Nov 2010
Give me the strength to let you see
These leaves of me upon this tree,
I hope you can someday forgive what I’ve done,
I know it didn’t hurt you,
I’m the hurt one,

None may ever know who I truly am,
Not even I see the soul in my hand,
A faceless and invisible nothing in my heart,
A simple memory
Torn apart,

Under this tree of good fortune and good will,
I see the goodness but am saddened still,
For as I look down I see hundreds of pieces,
One life lost,
One life ceases,

One life crumbles everywhere I step,
I feel such guilt I can’t cope with or accept,
I can only keep walking as more pieces fall from this tree,
And all the pieces fall
Into the leaves of me,
578 · Mar 2010
We
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
We
we fight
we die
we live
we cry

we earn
we cheat
we conquer
we defeat

through our eyes we see the truth
but through our lies we alter what we choose

we use
we lie
we change
we divide

we corrupt
we claim
we destroy
we cause pain

were killing
were breeding
were dying
were feeding

were hungry
were poor
were rich
were powerful

we move on
we forget
we honor
we protect

we hate with fiery passion
but we love in the same way too

we ****
we deceive
we falter
we haven't been freed

freed from our past
freed from our hate
freed from our anger
freed from what we can create

we can create hunger
we can create death
we can create life
we can create breath

we can create slaves
we can create killers
we can create smiles
we can create healers

we can create passion
devotion
pressure
emotion
family
friends
beginnings
and ends
- From The Strongest Among You
578 · Oct 2010
Wisdom
Marco Jimenez Oct 2010
lonely is the night that has no true love,
fire can't tell what you are thinking of,
one place is far and two are near,
better to live in death than in fear,
holding something can feel like a flower,
knowledge gives strength and wisdom gives power,
you can't know the right without knowing the wrong,
love makes you weak but also makes you strong,
death is imminent, it will come,
life is precious, you only get one,
do not be silent if you know what must be said,
living at all is better than being dead,
you have more than the things you own,
sitting beside ignorance is sitting alone,
let your life go to where its meant to be,
all should always know that all are always free,
dont be afraid to share a bit of your wisdom. one who is wise need not show all his wisdom to the world, yet one who is wise will share when needed
Marco Jimenez Nov 2017
this is something I can honestly say,
the reason I smile every day
is because of you,
and all the things for me that you do,

you're the light of my life and the sun in my sky,
the fire in my soul and the apple of my eye,
my shining star and no matter where you are
you will always be in my heart,
I will always want you when we're apart,

because every day since the start
you have been my sun,
In my sky you've been the only one
opening my eyes and lighting the way,
showing me the beauty in every day,

warming my soul when it's lonely and cold,
giving me back the love I once foolishly sold,
with your beautiful smile and heart of gold,
you make me strong and you make me bold,
I only hope I can do the same for you,
because you deserve all the love and happiness too,

you never lead my heart astray,
And though I didn't think there was a way,
I still love you more with each passing day,
that is something I can honestly say.
For Rachel
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