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Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I'm an insomniac, just like many other poets
And this lack of restful sleep is quite potent
I want to drift into dreams of puffy clouds
And puppies, cakes... murdering crowds?

Yes, my dreams are very violent
And the screams are never silent
I really do love them, though
I just wish I brought more ammo

The blood and death brings me peace
A bliss that's never matched when awake
Never do I desire for the killing to cease
Because for me it's sweeter than cheesecake

Maybe you think I should get therapy
But I tell you, for me, that's all heresy
And I'd suggest that you speak carefully
Or you'll end up in my sleeping barbarity
Written 4 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I'm tired of putting makeup on all the evil of this world.

I don't want to present the starving people
I don't want to present the life shattering wars
I don't want to present the the greedy businesses
I don't want to present the false charities
I don't want to present the lying politicians
I don't want to present the corruption of humanity
Like its all just a temporary thing and we're gonna get better.
We're not getting better, we're getting worse
And we'll continue to get worse until everything is dead.

Yes, technology is at an all-time high
Yes, clean water will be worldwide within 50 years
Yes, we've advanced
Medicine
Social freedoms
Philosophy
Culture
Equality
Tolerance
Literature
Science­

But guess what? We hate more than ever. We suffer more than ever.
We judge those who don't conform. There's no attempt at understanding!
We hide our past because we're ashamed of it. But if it's the past, then it made us into what we are in the present.
And like a cancer we never realize it's true until it's too late.
Written 4 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Sometimes it doesn't work with someone you love.
You give everything and it's not enough. It just comes up short. But that's no reason to give up.
Because the pain will subside, the hurt will stop, and the emptiness will be refilled.
Because love can be totally broken, but never destroyed.
And love's ability to be renewed is like nothing else in this world.
Written 4 February 2016... this poem is a total lie... I was so ignorant.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I want you in this embrace
You're all I think about
Hold me tight, hold me right
I want to fall asleep with you tonight
No more empty bed for us
Arms around your waist
Feeling you breathe in my arms
I want you in this embrace
Hold me right, hold me tight
Let's fall asleep tonight.
Written 4 February 2016... guess she didn't hold on...
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Spinning a web, spinning a story
Spinning a plate, spinning a yarn
Spinning a lie, spinning a tale
Spinning out of control, and loving it.
Written 3 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
I think the only way I can see in black and white is to blind myself. Because my eyes are easily deceived, and I trust them no longer.

I think the only way to breathe is to tear out my lungs. Because they don't draw breath anymore, they only draw death.

I think the only way I can speak is to cut out my tongue. Because I talk but no words are ever spoken. Only lies.

I think the only way to die is to live. Because I'm dead so much and I want to live again.
Written 3 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
One
One decision
One choice
Can destroy
Everyone
Everything
You love
Written 3 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Yes, it happened.
Let's heal.
Written 3 February 2016... can five words really make a poem? I was dumb.
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Hiding who he is, he doesn't want shame
So he plays his part in the game
Dating the same girl for five years
She has no idea she's his beard

Yes, it's men he loves
Especially the straight ones
There's something they have
The gay half doesn't have

But he's alone right now
With the woman he "loves"
Laying in bed, wishing he was dead
Every time they have ***, he's misled

Some day, he might come clean
Tell the world he's really a queen
But until then, he'll just lie
Just like he lies next to her.
Written 3 February 2016
Jack Jenkins Dec 2016
Welcome to America
Land of the Mirage

You probably thought we were free over here
Had all of our liberties and rights
But we're tied down and *****
Without ever fighting a fight
Corruption is rife
Hypocrisy is rife
Freedom is oppressed
Liberties are exchanged
For false security
And you'd better fall in line
Keep your mouth shut
If you really want to
Keep your life
Written 3 February 2016... obviously a Pre-election poem. Make America Great Again!
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