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Jack Jenkins May 2016
Waterfall undone
Reversing it's torrent flow
The world is broken
Jack Jenkins May 2016
You had to have it all
Well have you had enough
You greedy little ******* you
Will get what you deserve
When all is said and done
I will be the one
To leave you in your misery
And hate what you've become
Lyric excerpt from Breaking Benjamin's song "Had Enough."
Jack Jenkins May 2016
Here I go,
Trying to write about you again,
And my heart starts hurting,
Tears collect in the corners of my eyes,
And yet,
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing,

From unending pages in my heart,
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing,

From my flaming soul,
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing,

Reaches the pages,
Forms words,
Gets written.

Everything I try to tell you,
Gets lost in translation,
Because it's only able to be experienced,
The language of love.
Another older poem of mine, I think from February of 2016.
Jack Jenkins May 2016
Amid a maelstrom of emotions,
  My heart is doomed and languid.
A broken love, tattered devotions,
  Falling hopes and rising anguish.

Carelessly wounded, my heart crawls,
  Foolishly forsaken my glorious Lord.
Surrounded by my collapsed sand walls,
  The loss was a cost I can't ever afford.
Jack Jenkins Jul 2016
"How do you know you love me?"*

For a moment, a lone moment in time you loved me.
Close your eyes and don't pay any attention to what you see,
Images and dancing dots are not what to look for, my love.
Close your eyes and feel my voice in your mind,
Softly trickling down to where you don't want me to see;
It's okay.
Trust not in the pain you are feeling, but in the words that are healing.
You have seen my heart reflected through my words, through my actions.
You know I won't recoil and flee from you, my love.
It's okay.
Keep your eyes closed and focus on the warmth of my hand.
Feel as I draw hearts across your knuckles and breathe.
The air is crisp and sweet; keep your eyes closed, my love.
Open the gates of your heart and peer into the portal.
Peer into the portal and see that moment in time.
It's okay; open your eyes, my love.

Do you see how I love you, now?
A very personal poem that, if she ever reads, might make her see.
Jack Jenkins May 2016
I'm nothing more
than a tapering string
going into nothingness
Jack Jenkins May 2016
Darkness descends over my eyes,
  But I tell you that I'm perfectly fine.
What crosses my lips are only lies,
  As I slip more and more over the line.
A glass bridge shatters in my soul,
  Paralyzed, I fall away far from grace.
The darkness swallows me whole,
  Lines of anguish are carved in my face.
I realize there's no chance of winning,
  Swimming away, I'm only left drowning.
Crowning moment of my life, my demise.
Jack Jenkins May 2016
Aching heart of love not had,
How I miss the days we had.

Broken apart but whole together,
We were able to hold each other.

But duct tape doesn't work on hearts,
I'm sorry we had such a broken start.

I'm missing you something fierce tonight,
I really wanted this love to last.
But it had died upon arrival...
An older poem from January of 2016. Slightly revised.
Jack Jenkins May 2016
To be awash in the depravity of your own soul,
To be bound by a fetter in captivity to your enemy,
To lose the greatest thing we could ever have,
And call it all "very good."

Liberty and freedom, lies and falsehoods,
This people we have become, intolerant.
We have laid claim to unparalleled diversity,
All the while losing individuality, gaining isolation.

We have learned to **** freely and masquerade it as love,
While the greatest act of love- forgiveness- is buried beneath condemnation and intolerance.
Who are we?

We are a relentless generation,
Seeking a fill to the void in the fibre of our souls,
Prancing and skipping from one fad to the next,
Demanding rights for our wicked ways.

What is it that will finally quench our thirsts?
When will we start doing what we tell others to do?
Who are the people to finally break the chain?
We will all die alone.
A poor attempt at crying out to Western society's madness.
Jack Jenkins May 2016
Lord, the darkness has receded away,
Here You have always been, never leaving.
You have pressed against my soul, it withered.
Your Spirit tells me there was purpose to me breaking;

So if my brokenness brings You glory, then use my brokenness.
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