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Grave Mistakes

25. Dec, 202224. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

Grave mistakes never dig their own holes in the ground,

Great loves always lose themselves when they get found.

I bury the grey bodies of those who fell for mine,

But yours is still out there, silent like a true mime.

Every blink of an eye shoots through me like centuries.

No one knows what happened, only what is meant to be.

Grave mistakes never find themselves at ancient cemeteries,

Great loves always stumble on the simplest of fallacies.

Every single love I had rots in my petty graveyard

While I wait for you to send me a threat or a postcard.

And you even might be the one that got away for good.

Still, I chase closure like peace is hidden in your “coulds”.

-Jackie

Snow Globe

24. Dec, 202223. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

I am in the center of a snow globe

Freezing to death,

Trying to catch a breath,

But there is nothing here besides plastic snow.

I twirl and bow to warm up

As static fills my lungs,

And even though I feel young,

My bones are made of concrete blocks.

-Jackie

Five Words

23. Dec, 202222. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

Your sentences rotate like your tongue is a revolving door.

I can lip-synch the next phrase if you give me the chance.

The same five words spill out of you when I beg for more,

And I am not sure if this is a nightmare or a trance.

Yet you call it romance.

Delays, silence, and automated replies…

But I am too paralyzed to put weight on your lies.

Your worries levitate somewhere above my head like birds,

And I do wish I could be heard, but the screams make me weak.

We are cutting open our love, cutting it into bloody thirds.

You told your friends I cannot leave you for a week,

Then wondered when my smile was bleak.

The silence is now all yours.

Go and beg the gods on all fours.

-Jackie

Bees

22. Dec, 202221. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

I inhale betrayal just to sedate them.

They look for order, but I am a mayhem.

My head hurts and my bones go brittle.

I chase high emotions, but I feel so little.

There is no reason to die for desire.

Destiny kills even the greatest fires.

I exhale honesty like a swarm of bees,

And they sting everyone my eyes can see.

-Jackie

My Flesh Wants To Leave Me

21. Dec, 202221. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

My stomach keeps finding new reasons to sink

And spread that feeling through my veins in pure fury.

I watch people too closely, forgetting to blink.

Often I wish I could gift my own body a new me.

But that is a hope I can kill like the others.

I forget who I am and how to breathe solid air.

My mind runs on visions about sisters and brothers,

But my body does not have a new heartbeat to spare.

I feel sorry, but I think that does not matter

Because even the strongest lose the will to forgive.

My flesh wants to leave me bruised and battered.

It is too tired to survive,

It just wants to live.

-Jackie

Don’t

19. Dec, 202219. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

Don’t erase my footsteps in the sand,

Don’t enrage the armies of my land.

My troops play with skulls of the guilty.

They will play with yours if you kill me.

Don’t smother me with borrowed shame,

Don’t soften the rules of this crooked game.

My enemies will cast the first stone,

But they will kill you when you feel alone.

-Jackie

Worship

18. Dec, 202218. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

Slice my thoughts in round pieces and feed them to the masses,

Bathe me in fake blood until that hunger passes.

I am not made of flesh, but I am not a dreamy vision,

So, be careful, dearest, when you make the incision.

Pull me back from the fire and wrap me in some gauze,

Break my pride and bad temper, then break all the laws.

I am not for consumption, but you can worship me freely,

And once the first love passes, you can refuse to free me.

-Jackie

In This Dark Winter Palace

16. Dec, 202215. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

In this dark winter palace I’ve built for myself

Spring only lives in books stocked high on the shelf.

The snow greets me, deceives me,

Makes sure no one sees me.

In this dark winter palace people don’t ask for help.

The red roses freeze alive and wait for the sun,

But I cut their corpses and stick them in guns.

The ice hides me, it tries me,

Ready to villainize me.

The red roses plan riots, but I can’t be outrun.

In this dark winter palace I’ve made from ashes

Neon poisons come from clouds in blinding splashes.

The cold pulls me and dulls me

Like I’m just a trophy.

In this dark winter palace fire dies as it catches.

-Jackie

Not Wishing You Well

15. Dec, 202214. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

I hope my silence violates your trust.

I hope it breaks you into sharp shards,

Deadly to the touch.

I hope the void I open never heals itself

And all you know is bleeding

With no one there to help.

I hope the walls you build trap your pain.

I hope they can hold your spite

As it blooms when it rains.

I hope my joy hits you right in the chest

And sinks you like an anchor

With all the things you never confessed.

-Jackie

I Do This Every Time

14. Dec, 202213. Dec, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

The corners of my head get darker than the starry night.

I decorate my bedroom with artificial light.

I do this every time.

Yes, I do it every time.

I tuck the pitch-black thoughts in nebulous rhymes,

And I am scared to death if I forget the next line.

I do this every time.

Yes, I do it every time.

The cobwebs in my skull drip tears that taste like lime.

I wish that I could call the little joys mine.

I do this every time.

Yes, I do it every time.

-Jackie