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Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
I love the beauty of silence
When there's no sound from giants
It always gives me a riant smile
And makes everyday worthwhile.

To sit in the darkness and simply be
To still my thoughts, to be carefree
Simple peace a masterpiece.

So sit in a chair
Lay in a bed
And enjoy
The beauty of silence.
Written 12 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
Sometimes I wish I could go and swim in the ocean unending.
Exploring and learning... simply loving being alive
Written 12 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
I only ever cry when
I know nobody sees me
Written 12 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
Just because I don't love you anymore
Doesn't mean I ever stopped loving you.
Written 11 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Broken hearts plague us all.
Fallen hopes &
Shattered dreams
Every lost opportunity.

Everyone knows
Everyone has felt
What it's like being dealt
Then discarded away
And left with an array of scars
With no more chances to
Reach for our stars.
Written 11 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
Wish I didn't feel this way
But I never change
Written 10 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
I am a vulture.
I'll tear your bloated remains apart with my beak.

I am a raven.
I'll pick you apart when you are tossed away.

I am a piranha.
I'll devour you to the bone in under a minute.

I am a jackal.
I'm crafty and sneaky and I steal the lion's ****.

I am the face in the mirror.
I'll always keep you from being your best.
Written 9 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
What to do when I cannot write?
I think and I imagine but nothing comes to mind.
No inspiration from music or stories
No inspiration from people or past glories.

Should I step out and breathe the night air?
Take a walk in the familiar woods behind my home?
No, neither of those are quite right
It does no good to go and roam.

Should I write all of my wrongs?
Should I share where my love belongs?
None of these are any good.
All I know is I need some food.

After a snack break

Perhaps I shall write of my inability to write?
Surely that is a subject worthy of the pen!
So this is how I learned to smite
The writer's block I had this night.
Written 7 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
Somewhere between my love and your apathy

Somewhere between my passion and your lethargy

Somewhere between my hope and your despair

Somewhere between my trust and your lies

Somewhere between my giving and your taking

Somewhere between my hurt and your satisfaction

Our love was lost in translation.
Written 6 January 2016
Jack Jenkins Nov 2016
In the aftermath of all our fights
All that's left is pain we can't hide
Nothing around to quench our wrath
So we maim our souls, to try and be right.

Never do we consider
That perhaps both of us are wrong
If we did we may discover
That our love could be lifelong.

So let's holster our guns
And hoist our white flags
So we can find peace with each other
For the sake of our sons.
Written 5 January 2016
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