Author: jackiewrightauthor

Screens sucked me in with their lustful loves,

And I tried to move my restless feet to the beat.

The crowd had torn up the first three rows,

So, I hoped someone sweet would save me a seat.

My brain played nice for the first two tries,

It observed the overplayed tropes with hope.

Others described these brand-new highs,

But I was losing rope on a downward slope.

The screens became brighter as I lost color.

My wings never grew, I could not feel a thing.

I was dancing on my tiptoes from lover to lover,

Looking for anything, even a sting.

But I was loved without any consequences.

The words deceived me, and they lost all meaning.

Soon enough I grew tired of climbing red fences,

And I knew that my consciousness was teething.

-Jackie

I was reaching for the green doorknob, ready to walk away,

But your sorry eyes fooled me, and my friends begged me to stay.

Almost one year has passed, and I am not sure who to blame.

Is it you and your reasons, is it my friends and their shame?

Maybe my chilly glares gave you ideas you could not resist,

Maybe I could have pushed you away if I tried with my fist.

Somewhere deep under my skin is a note addressed to you,

And it lets you off the hook because there is nothing to prove.

-Jackie

I sing to the ceiling as you whisper my surname,

Insisting that we were better off playing your games.

You swear to god but your words are way too heavy,

They fall down to hell, the very place that you met me.

You tell me all about my shortcomings and messes,

But I sing to the ceiling in my turquoise sundress.

I watch as you throw out my clothes and my candles.

That is what you do now, leave lives in shambles.

Still, it is always me who causes these scenes.

Love is never good enough unless it rots and bleeds.

I wait until you sit down to throw me mean glances.

Baby, your god complex will have consequences.

-Jackie

We exchange phony prizes in the cheapest hotels,

Toasting each other for not doing well.

We spill prosecco on sticky diner tables

And curse out the friends whose paths are more stable.

Our skulls house delusions greater than Gatsby’s.

We stopped reading books and grew into patsies.

I look back and wonder – how did we get lost?

Did we pass the line we should not have crossed?

Still, as long as I am not alone in this roaring blunder,

My pettiness and I, we cannot be torn asunder.

What I lose for love, I lose without hesitation.

Me and you, we do not need their sparkly validation.

-Jackie

There was once only darkness,

There was once only light.

I lost my innocence in you,

You destroyed my might.

We played it like a movie,

You held me like a charm.

I never saw what hit me,

I only felt the spark.

There was once only music,

There was once only silence.

We are two trapped birds,

Dying in our silos.

My ears ruined our illusion,

Your eyes ruined me.

Years drowned me in confusion,

And I lost our melody.

-Jackie

I tell people in the streets that I’ve never seen true love,

And I wonder if I really want to say something different.

Maybe I’m just spoiled, or I’ve never cared enough?

Whatever it is, don’t you dare to call me bitter.

I’ve sprained ankles and marked my skin to feel it,

I’ve reached the depths of anguish to prove that I care.

Maybe I’m a broken record, maybe I’m past healing?

I swear it would be easier to love you on a dare.

-Jackie

Slight bruise on my neck.

You claim you have no regrets.

I spill chamomile tea,

Screaming “get away from me”.

I thought I lost my peace,

But now I sit and watch it seize,

Knowing that it was you

Who stripped me of the truth.

A faint scar on my knee.

You really love it when I bleed.

Tomorrow I’ll clean the carpet,

But you’ll be brokenhearted.

I hoped that you were done,

Now I hide and I run.

Every exit is a new trap.

My legs can’t take another lap.

“What a waste of life,

Looking for things to rhyme.”

You always hated out loud,

Said my head was in the clouds.

Good luck finding me now,

I hope silence drowns you out.

Slight bruise on my neck.

You claim you have no regrets.

-Jackie

Baby, let me take you down to my neon room.

Nothing real happens there,

Flowers die before they bloom.

Baby, let me put you into my carousel ride.

The plastic horses are cursed,

Their guts hang out from their sides.

Baby, pull me closer as the fireworks rain down.

They might set my wig ablaze,

Turn me into a cruel clown.

Baby, kiss me as we enter the end of an era.

Let the fake lights consume you,

Just give into the terror.

-Jackie