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Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
We talked for the first time
in forever it seemed.
Actually talked, I mean.

I forgot how nice it was to
trust you with me.
See I lost my way with you.

We're just two battered souls
trying to scrape by.
Come fly with me, girl.
Had a talk with one of my most valued friends. We talk almost daily, but it was like last night we actually did talk for the first time in forever.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
Bless the Man crucified
Bless the slain Lamb
Bless He who bled
Bless God in flesh
Bless the Savior
Bless Jesus
He Lives
How I live my life is totally different from the praise I put in this poem. #hypocrite
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
body of nature
mind of the cosmos above
spirit of the sky
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Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
For some reason I'm thinking
About two people I lost in the last year
My friend who killed herself because
She fell for me and I couldn't fall for her
& the woman I love who was
Torn away from me by force.

I can't help but feel regret for one
& feel devastation for the other
All I want is for them to come back
One to still be alive
The other to be in my arms
I just miss them both
I have no idea why today is so much harder then normal. I miss the love of my life so much, and I'm so sorry my friend had to die because she had nobody and the only person who ever invested anything in her couldn't reciprocate those feelings... ****
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
Why is it a constant thing
When something works fine
It gets changed?
Not saying it's worse (though mobile and tablet views are not pleasant at all), but was it really needed?

[Also... holy cow there are a lot of genders in the settings!!!]
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
I honestly couldn't help but laugh
At how we both end up broke from
Love.

Seven years we've known each other
You've gone through six boyfriends
None meant for you.

I've had not a single girlfriend yet
A complicated situation with one
I loved like you.

Now we're in the same boat
Scared to love because it hurt
Too deep to heal.

Most ****** up thing is
If I wasn't a *****
and you could trust me
We'd have forever together
But instead our love is a memory.
I can't get over the fact that I'm still in love with you but wouldn't ever be with you now, even if you wanted me.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
to be defined
by an assault
nobody should
ever endure
more than just
physical
violation
**** is an
assault on your
whole being
scars go deep
& you don't
understand how
to heal from it

but there is healing
beyond the 10 minutes
of fear and tears
there can be
intimacy in future
relationships
physical closeness
without any tremors
total vulnerability
without fingers of fear
clawing at your gut
you can be okay
take it from me
it won't define you
you will*
overcome
I really wanted to share this to let anyone who's gone through what I have that there can be healing from this and you can achieve physical intimacy again without all the trauma flooding back every time. It takes a lot of courage to open yourself up again, but I can assure you it is possible.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
When I see you down and blue
   all I want to do is hug you.

You feel like you're not worth it
   trust me, you're the ****!

I care about you and love you
   because you're a good person.

I've got your back, I mean it, you're fam
   I got you when people don't give a ****.
The title is an inside joke. ^^
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
I don't think most people understand depression
                                                    ­                         suicide
                                                         ­                           PTSD

or the cycles that they come in as if they were tides.

People don't see past the smiles and laughter to the darkness within;
That you could be surrounded by love and feel okay
                                                            ­                            yet still be dead

That no matter how much comfort or peace you have it still gnaws away in the beck of your mind and chews a hole in your heart.

Cut wrists and suicide attempts aren't a cry for attention but for help;
does anybody out there hear me? see me? feel the way I feel? does anybody get that I am on the edge and losing it? why does nobody listen? why don't they take me serious? am I worth anything?

It disgusts me we execute the wounded and condemn their suffering;
Maybe they shouldn't feel the way they feel, but it's how they feel, so quit trying to tell them to stop feeling that way!
QUIT TRYING TO FIX THEM

Just be there... they need to know they aren't alone.
Not exactly poetic, but I wanted to get my point across as sharply as possible.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2017
Love
What to say?
I painted my life
with love entirely
so I burn in flames
I die to everyone
give everyone
and I die
in love
Hopefully this is unconventional. I've never had a particular style, and never tried to write conventionally. Haha
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