An untouched forest
Oh so grand
Hints of dirt fragranced by rain
Full of crystal blue rivers that relaxes anyone that gets near to see them flow
Golden specks of morning flowers scattered within the vibrant green forest.
Combined they create the depth of your eyes that I find myself lost in so often.

Under the covers we keep-
a secret so deep

Poseidon swam away
screaming

Swallowed whole-
His trident sunk to the bottom

You'll never find him
©2020 Christina Jackson

Just when I thought I had forever
I got lost in my emotions
and now I cry because I know that you are no good for me.
But I hate feeling so alone
so of course I hit up your phone
You say come over ; you always get the best of me
Yet you bring out the worst in me.
Now we're done and all I can taste is you.
I whimper to myself because was it worth the pleasure?
Before coming here I felt like I diamond
but as I leave I feel like buried treasure.
I always told myself this wouldn't last forever
We eventually lost the real connection.
Then I realized there's no use in all this time we're spending
Holding in all the anger at the bottom of the ocean
I hoped you'd be my savior
the *** had me distracted
unaware of your behavior
I knew that I was drowning but I didn't know you were the
Anchor.

my mind is muddled mush
scrambled to eggs
from filling up on
mind-numbing affairs
snoozing sedentary sores
and piling up on couch potatoes
eating up seconds
in a Netflix solo party haze
brain over-binging
and melting in the
lack
a
daisical
days
heart restless from resting
and raging from being robbed
walking the dog
to get some "fresh air"
but the road is the same
empty and sad
and if anything
the up down, up down
stop sit go, stop sit go
insensates my thoughts more
until it becomes a
swirling mash of sorrow
and bittersweet bric-a-brac
every article, every email
strikes a match that flickers out
but if it catches a wick,
it erupts, although quick
and anger devours my body
and my brain s c r e a m s
and screeches for escape
each lobe pounding
and punching
my nerves on fire
that dies as fast as it started
and then i'm back
waking to reading to running to dying
oily and oleaginous
all my ponders
pounded back into pulp
my horrible macerated mind

'To cease to exist is what I am after.'
I thought silently, then I masked it with laughter.
I looked in the mirror, cursed my reflection
Then I winked at it as a playful banter

I swear my head is a house of slaughter.
You better lock your doors and mark your borders
As I come like wolves to happy mortals
And destroy all hope like a rain of mortars

I stand in a crowd, let the people pass me by
The flood of smiles as I'm trying not to break down and cry
A hurricane of lies spins the web of our demise
A purpose is a disguise when the times are hard

I count to ten, twice, let the storm calm down.
But the waves come crashing down from the starboard bow
I either swim or sink, so I live or die
But I cannot swim when my thoughts are paralyzed