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Jul 2016 · 256
Differences
Jonesy Jul 2016
The morning shines;
The night gloom.
You lust me, I love you
Caterpillars crawl, Butterflies fly,
I give you me but you make me cry.

Girls are  sweet supposed candy,
Boys love that:
Girls, when they are sweet and dandy.

Tell me why i feel better when i am alone,
Oh yeah,
You can't hurt me when i am alone,
At least, not physically,
I mean i think of you all the time.

Even though the morning has the sun,
The night always have the stars.
Even if the caterpillar crawls,
He's going to fly some day,
He's going to fly the differences away.

                                                          ­                                           Jonesy  2016©
Jul 2016 · 1.1k
Addiction ( Jonesy's Song)
Jonesy Jul 2016
I was taught that drugs are bad,
I was taught to stay away,
To never try them,
Not even once
For drugs would dim my light.


I should never sacrifice  my smile,
Especially  for a temporary  high,
When I met you,
I strayed away,
I took a hit
And it's never been the same.


I must have been injected you,
In my thickest vein,
My lungs must have  inhaled you,
And it reached my brain,
My senses are now your slaves.


I seem to relapse every given  day,
Because within me,
Like addiction
I cannot break from,
Every practice  of you,
Has mixed with my blood,
Every artery of mine
Pumps your love.

You have me addicted.

                                                      ­                                   Jonesy 2016 ©
Jul 2016 · 235
It Gets Better
Jonesy Jul 2016
Love, Deaths, and Depressions,
We as human beings only survive through it,
Praying, Hoping, we'll get through it.
You only see the grey clouds in the sky,
Cause you no longer look for the sun.
It gets better.

You feel it,
Can't express it
But it hurts you deep inside.
They say you're confusing and dismiss your feelings,
That feeling you can't explain.
It gets better.

Have you ever felt so much pain,
That you felt nothing anymore,
You have been immune from pain.
But yet you cry,
When you think of the pain,
Emotional,
No,
Emotionless,
There's a thin line.
It gets better.

                                                        ­                                   Jonesy 2016©
For all of those who are going through hard and struggling times. :)
Jul 2016 · 2.2k
Loss Of Identity
Jonesy Jul 2016
In life even if we do have friends and family we still feel alone,
Its a normal feeling one feels from time to time.
Have you ever had that feeling that you just don't belong
Even if you do fit in,
Like there is something missing.

Society supposedly changes a person,
But, society is a group of people doing their own thing,
Amazing,
A person or a group of people can change a person,
But yet one can't change himself,
Unless he really tries.

Sometimes its better to just slow down,
And realize that you shouldn't try to be someone your not,
Are you'll be lost.
Don't worry if you will be judged,
Chances are you'll be judged anyway.

                                                        ­                                      Jonesy 2016©
Jul 2016 · 430
Day By Day
Jonesy Jul 2016
Each day is different,
Even though they all seem the same.
Everyday we make a different but yet an identical choice,
Which will always affect the other choices we make.

Day by day,
We grow, we become wiser,
No.
We become more aware of the consequences of our choices,
We learn from our passed experiences.

The days passing by now,
All seem to be the same,
Or is it because I am the same,
I have done it all,
Lived it all,
But yet i have a lot more consequences to go through.
Yes, some more choices to be  made,
All i have to do now is observe how i live,
Day By Day.


                                                          ­                                      Jonesy 2016 ©
Jun 2016 · 797
Life Is But A Dream
Jonesy Jun 2016
Life is but a dream,
At least that's what they tell me now that I am in my youth.
Every day I wake up from dreaming about butterflies,beautiful dresses,tiaras,and princes,
Just to start my carefree day as a young child.
As a youth,
They say you can be anything that you choose to be.

Life is but a reality,
For I am no longer a child,
A young lady I am now.
I dream of wasps,rags,crowns of thorns, and guys.
They say now as a young lady you can only achieve your goals if you work towards them.

Life is now depressing,
Now l am a woman.
I no longer dream,
I don't have time for it.
They say you are a woman,
You can't just chase your dreams
You have to work for it.
You are no longer a child.
Life is no longer a dream.

                                                         ­                                          Jonesy 2016 ©
Jun 2016 · 1.2k
Conscience
Jonesy Jun 2016
Dear Conscience,

Lately I was at war with myself,
What's wrong?
What's right?
My brain contradicts what my heart wants.
I know it isn't right, but it never seems wrong.

Conscience, I know I don't deserve your advice but ......
What do I do?
I want him to stay
But you say its best if he go.
You say to make yourself happy
But I rather stay with him and be miserable.

Conscience please forgive me
Cause I cant let him go

                                                             ­                                      Jonesy 2016  ©
Me and my conscience have been at war lately
Jun 2016 · 260
Storms
Jonesy Jun 2016
Its just another stormy day,
It just might be a storm cloud
But even on your darkest days,
The sun will shine the brightest.



                                                   ­                                      Jonesy 2016 ©
Jun 2016 · 313
Addiction
Jonesy Jun 2016
I'm an addict,
I can't go a day without it,
It just makes me feel so special,
They say once you start you can get help:
Rehab

But I don't want to be cured,
I love this feeling.
With every breath i inhale i can feel the drug taking over,
Yes, I am aware of the consequences,
But i am more afraid of losing it.

This intense feeling of pleasure makes me want more.
We live in a chaotic world of emotional despair,
I'm fearful of being alone and rejected.
That's why i will never stop having you,
Your love is my drug.


                                                                                                Jonesy  ©
Jun 2016 · 956
Depressed
Jonesy Jun 2016
Pretty hair, pretty eyes, pretty face with pretty lies.
No one knows the pain,
They say us as young ones can't experience pain,
But they don't know,
Everyday is a struggle,
Shedding invisible tears,
Well at least those i can't hold back anymore.

It's hard enough already living life without knowing who you are,
But even harder lying to yourself about it.
I swear one day i will cry without stopping,
Or maybe it's too late for that now.

Everyday i come around friends,
Smiling, it's a fixed expression.
I go home and sing the pain away or make a poem,
Without talking about the pain.


                                                         ­                                 Jonesy  ©
Jun 2016 · 496
Lone Wolf Pack
Jonesy Jun 2016
She's beautiful,
In her silky, midnight fur
Sitting howling at the moon.

No, you would never believe she's independent,
A huntress of the night.
The monsters fear her,
But other wolves adore her bravery.

She was not egotistic,
For she knew her strength as a lone Wolf will never overcome the strength of a wolf pack.
As independent and as brave as you are,
You will never be as strong as you would be with the pack.

Its better and more fun to be with a pack of wolves that care about you even as a lone Wolf.

The full moon glows,
Night is at its peak
And she howls as her pack sleeps.

The lone wolf observes the ocean's waters in tranquility,
All she needs is the love of her pack.

                                                                                                   Jonesy  ©
Jonesy Jun 2016
Iron Hearts are beautiful,
Even though they are many,
They are unique.

They are magical because
They know what its like to be broken.

Iron Hearts have power and experience on their side.
Sure when we say we have iron hearts,
Doesn't mean our hearts are made of iron,
It means we protect our heart.

Upon wonder I ask myself why is there a sword going through the heart,
Then it hits me :It means that we are not " immune from soars",
Matter of fact the sword represents pain,
But the sword also gives us another chance to live life,
And give your heart another go.

"I love you"
Sure its three words that put us in trouble,
But yet we want to hear it;

They say hearts are meant to be broken, torn, and shattered,
Like its nothing.
Well the heart can be healed just not as fast as it can be broken.

Love, privileges and choices are made every day by all hearts,
But Stay Strong !
We are the iron hearts of the future.


                                                                                          Jonesy  ©
I once drew an iron heart
It is a heart with an iron sword entering the heart.
Hence the name Iron heart.
Jun 2016 · 235
Pretty Lies
Jonesy Jun 2016
Long hair, fair skin complexion
Pretty blue eyes;
A boy's desire, a boy's hope, a boy's downfall,

Her hair flown by a disastrous brush,
Her skin as dreamy as the vicious snake,
Her heart as cold as the ice in his lust for her.

Maybe if she took off her disguise of beauty he would see her for who she really is,
Maybe just maybe he would love her for who she is,

But he leaves her crying and doesn't look back.

Sometimes she tries to be strong,
She tries to hold on,
So she puts on makeup,
Puts on weave,
To find another guy to please,
Just to be hurt again in the same way,
She just wants to be loved..........
By the wrong guy.

But all I can say is she doesn't know how special she is to this one person,
And she will never know,
If she's making up her face,
Cause he will never find her;

Just another world to let her know,
PRETTY LIES

                                                                                      Jonesy  ©
Jun 2016 · 1.5k
Emotionless
Jonesy Jun 2016
Every day i wake up wondering if I'll ever be the same person i was the day before,
When i first met you I let all my doubt and pains float away
But instead you left my heart shattered like broken glass on the floor.
Why don't i ever learn?
I was too emotional i felt all the pain,
Until i couldn't feel it anymore
No its not your fault..It's mine
I was too emotional,
So now
I'll be emotionless
No more pains
No more tears
No more sorrows
There won't be any feelings there for you to shatter like window panes.
I won't be human I'll be something else
I'll become numb.
So emotionless.

                                                                                            Jonesy  ©

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