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Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Violent dreams curse my vain tries at sleeping,
**** and death await my closed eyes,
Like a siege schemed by my mind,
Not letting me forget I'm always dead.

My thoughts, still waking, slip to slumbering darkness,
Terrified of the horrors my mind generates.

Zombies don't eat brains;
Demons do.
Written 26 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
He said he was done with killing.
But the Angel of Death never lets go of her lovers.

Each town he moved to,
She possessed him to claim another life.

Finally, he climbed a tall hill and looked out;
Took his own life, so the Angel of Death married him.
Written 26 March 2016... challenged myself to write a 50 word poem and this is the result.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I guess you solved me like a Rubik cube,
Put me in your closet,
And let me choke on a lifetime of dust.
Written 26 March 2016... Misery was the original title, but I didn't think it fit so I changed it to Forgotten About
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Whispering insects
Buzzing up above the air
Seeking lovely mates
Written 25 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
My eyes are eyes like yours,
My arms.
My face.
My blood.
All flesh and bones.
Just like everyone else.

But when you get to my heart,
You will see it houses a synthetic soul.

My mind nothing more than,
A cold-blooded machine,
Analyzing,
Organizing,
Expanding.

I bleed red,
As do you.
I feel the wind,
As do you.

But we're not alike,
My flesh is nothing more,
Than a cloak,
Covering my metallic being,
Caged in mortality.
Written 25 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Swallowing whirlpool
Drowning me soft, underneath
Trying to be free
Written 24 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Too long; didn't read,
Not enough time,
Too much to do,
Hope it wasn't important,
But I'm all about me,
You didn't draw me in,
With the first five seconds.

My attention span is short,
If I'm not entertained,
I won't give you my time,
So keep it short and snappy,
And make it all about me.
Written 23 March 2016... sarcastic attack on short attention spans and uncaring people.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Dancing a dangerous tango,
Every step perfectly aligned,
A dance of give and take,
Both in want of one another.

Bodies close, but not too close,
Enough to create goosebumps,
And make fine hairs stand on end.

Like balancing a ball of fire in the heart,
Keeping it from rolling into one lung or the other.
Your eyes dance with mine,
Even more dangerous than our waltz.

We both know what we want,
But neither is giving an inch.
No quarter need be given,
If we mutually surrendered,
To love.
Written 23 March 2016... my best ****** piece, I think.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Why do You give me peace,
When there is not a single,
Miniscule,
Part of me that is worthy?
Why?

I know I'm undeserving,
Yet forever You renew me.
Your grace always comes,
Your love is steadfast,
You alone are always true.
Written 23 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Loneliness has caught me in its poisonous grasp,
Settling and soaking into my damaged mind,
Rooting itself upon my admirable character,
Leeching away what is lovely about me.

I drain slowly away,
Like a leaking glass,
Drip drip drip
Down the crack,
Onto the ***** floor.
Written 23 March 2016
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