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Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
What would you tell me if you knew the greatest gift you ever received, you didn't know I gave it?

What would you do if the greatest sacrifice I made for you went behind your back unnoticed?

You forgot that you told me that very important thing.

I never forgot it,
But I let it go,
So you can,
Be happy.

Maybe if you knew you'd be happier than if you didn't know.
I can't tell.
But it's not worth the price if I'm wrong.

It keeps me up late at night,
Knowing that you don't know;
You don't know what you said,
You don't know what I did for you.

Maybe one day you'll know.
There's already a letter to be opened,
Upon my death.
If I die before you,
You'll know.

And your heart will break.
Written 18 March 2016... turns out she didn't care... ****, that hurt.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Screaming until I bleed,
Screaming until I lose hearing.

Bleeding until I die,
Bleeding until I stop this pain.

Dying so I won't hurt,
Dying didn't solve the problem.
Written 18 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Just a stupid tribute to my favorite candy!*

So many wonderful colors,
Forty-eight different flavors,
It's my favorite candy treat,
A whole jar full of them,
Makes me smile like the sun,
Every piece is so tasty,
So many flavor explosions in my mouth!
Written 18 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
My heart's been broken too long,
I should let go of it.
Written 17 March 2016... so glad I held on...
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Sometimes I wish I wasn't so very sad,
Not that anyone ever knows I'm sad,
Because I'm a master of disguise,
Happiness I wear in perfection.

Sometimes I wish I had no heart,
Everyone says I have a big heart,
They don't know it's broken in so,
Many inconceivable ways.

There is no vice that can dull me anymore,
Believe me when I say I'm incapable of numbness.

My heart has been longing,
Like a thirsty man longs for,
A drop of water,
In desert heat.

But there is no quenching for my poor heart.
Every oasis turns to a mirage in time,
And water holes dry up revealing cracked clay.

Somewhere, buried in a mountain of sand and salt,
Is a heart that had so much love to give,
But died of thirst on his journey.
Written 17 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Impossible loves are an addiction for me.
Every time love develops for a woman,
Complicated circumstances,
Assassinate it from the shadows.

Because I fall in love over a computer screen,
Fall in love with someone who's taken,
Fall in love with someone who doesn't feel the same,
Or I fall in love with someone and then mess it up.

I've continuously believed I would die without regret.
But more and more, my heart is weighed down,
By not knowing love that isn't unrequited,
By not knowing love that is close to me,
By not knowing real love face to face.

I'm the easiest impossible man to fall for.
I'm still impossible.
I still love.
I still can't.
Written 17 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I tried writing a poem for you.
But just like the words that,
Get stuck,
In my throat when I try to tell you.
They never met the paper;
Lost somewhere in the pen...
Or maybe locked in my heart.
Written 17 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I
Will
Take
Your
Nothing
And
Turn
It
To
Your
Everything
Written 16 March 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Flabbergasted and betwixt,
At the fairy's cascading figure,
Fixed between the man's fingers,
Like a burning cigar,
In western sunshine,
Falling like toppled coloration,
Of lumberjack flapjack,
Hit the road Jack,
And Jill,
To copper,
Whatever they want,
Without a fuss.
Written 16 March 2016... why did I write so much gibberish?
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
The fog will whistle
As the moon comes crashing down
Through your telescope
Written 16 March 2016
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