Maybe I’m meant to love people from a far,
Keep my gurgling love at a safe distance.
These childproof locks that I put on my heart,
They break like sticks when I feel resistance.
I could have held you but it was not enough,
I could have lied but the serum ruined me.
Now I hate you for blowing up all my bluff
And you think I adore my own cruelty.
-Jackie
I give into my sweet tooth,
Give into my desires.
Trees are burning from the root,
But I fan the fire.
I crave sugar on my lips,
Sour tears in my eyes.
Use sins to pay the tips,
Smoke my lows to get high.
-Jackie
I write dozens of breakup notes each evening,
Trying to capture the coldness of my feelings.
I can’t wait to erase you from my slate
And clean your grey bones off my empty plate.
Yet, I wasn’t yours and you weren’t mine.
We ignored the red lights as we crossed the line.
I write dozens of breakup notes each evening,
Getting sick of the shards stopping my slow breathing.
-Jackie
You must have confused me for another jailor,
Another fallen star or quickly drowning sailor.
These walls tell you lies if you choose to listen,
And the exits cry loudly if you ever miss them.
The universe was wavy when our song was playing,
So loud I could not hear the words that you were saying.
Luck ends but deep pain tends to stick around.
Only we know where all the bodies can be found.
-Jackie
What if I played you like a broken drum?
What if I played you for an ounce of fun?
You ran toward me like a moth to a flame,
And lost the pennies glued to your pretty name.
What if I just wanted to do the trick?
What if my cold heart is made out of solid brick?
You collected me like a rare piece of art,
Now you tell me to burn when we’re torn apart.
-Jackie
They dig the wells deeper on this side of town.
Only heavy ground keeps floating bodies down.
Children play in the graveyards and cry in churches,
And conniving people are turned into torches.
They burn flags in secret on this side of town.
Heavy burdens quickly turn into iron crowns.
Adults swim in circles like tortured fishes,
Waiting on a genie with one hundred wishes.
-Jackie
I’m looking for reasons to stay in the sand,
But it’s falling down, escaping my two hands.
I count down the souls who deplete me of joy,
And I wish that your name was just a decoy.
-Jackie
My lips drip honey in the evenings,
Then turn chapped when the sun comes up.
You whisper my name in the dark,
And I wait for the sickening sweetness to stop.
My eyes leak acid when I crave you,
But when you touch it my skin turns to stone.
I regret you more when you’re close,
Yet I fear if I leave you, I will stand all alone.
-Jackie
My spine is covered in cold chills,
And I lose my breath for the briefest moment.
There is this red spider in my home,
And I wonder if it is an evil omen.
People tell me to go ahead and touch it.
They beg me to take off the rubber gloves.
I frown and show my old bite marks.
I know that this cruel spider is love.
-Jackie
The headlights keep leading me back to crossroads,
And I wait for the sun to hide my poor choices.
Devils dance on my tongue until they fall from grace.
If I choose wrong this time, I might lose my own voice.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 