Tag: Jackie

Your silhouette dances on the top of my thoughts,

It stomps its heels on my untangled words.

Your Cheshire cat smile gets brighter than the moon,

Reflecting my anger, bending me like a spoon.

And I try to escape it, but I only sink deeper.

Every next hill feels steeper and steeper.

I cannot avenge the blood I have shed.

I want you as my wine, want you as my bread.

Your porcelain teeth dig into my arteries

Until the poison you spew becomes a part of me.

You echo my screams, turn them into lullabies,

And I become dull, wrapped up in your paradise.

-Jackie

The rain is coloring the tree branches blue

Every morning I put a new hex on you.

The windows are fogging up with memories,

Crying in my cruel treachery.

I was never your victim, never a martyr.

As per them, I was always faster and smarter.

People laughed when I finally told my story,

They begged me to say that I am sorry.

But the storm is painting the skyline black,

Wrapping me in trust I cannot get back.

The ceiling is dripping some yellow paint,

Telling me I will die in vain.

I was a pawn, I was just your mistake

In this tale where you just take, take, take.

People shouted as they shrunk me to zero

And painted you as the golden hero.

-Jackie

Your wings smother me in my sleep,

And I am frightened,

A little too scared to scream.

My head is under the shiny surface,

And the water erases me,

Leaving me clueless.

The dark forest leans over my head,

Reminding me of the sun

And its million threads.

You steal the cold air from my lungs,

But I am just furious,

I cannot bite my tongue.

My knife pierces your vicious wings,

And you are taken by surprise,

So, you let me steal the rings.

As soon as you have finally bled out,

I let myself breathe in

And lose the lingering doubt.

I cut off your nimbus, break it in half,

Melt it in my hot palms,

Then patch up my scars.

You were an angel, you were a curse.

Despite all your powers,

I killed you first.

-Jackie

Good morning, my love, I truly hope you slept well,

I hope I didn’t wake you by picking up the parts that fell.

Please take a seat and taste the sweet, black coffee.

It’s only going to burn if you say that you love me.

Good morning, my dearest, I hope you’re well rested.

It must’ve taken a toll, to be beaten and bested.

Please take a moment to kneel before my bare feet,

Take in the burning cheeks and your shameful defeat.

Good morning, honey, I hope your world is collapsing,

I hope I’ve melted every part that is made of plastic.

Please swallow your hoaxes, keep them to yourself.

They’re only going to choke you if you ask for help.

-Jackie

Your house is crawling with bugs,

And they are singing my name.

They put holes in your rugs,

Trying to bruise you with shame.

Your windows were bulletproof,

Now the cracks are showing.

Back when you called me a fool,

You swore the glass was solid.

Your clothes are hanging from you,

There is dust in your eyes.

You called my memories untrue,

Now they are burning all your lies.

Your house is crawling with snakes,

And they are shedding their skins.

Think fast, baby, hit the brakes,

Let the whiplash erase your sins.

-Jackie

There is nothing I can put on this page

That would look better than a stain.

There is just me and my smoking rage,

Me and my miserable pain.

I know that nobody wants to listen,

But I keep talking, nevertheless.

In the dark my glitter tears glisten,

And no one says I am depressed.

There is nothing I can write down

That would heal me from the disease.

I have tried to drown this town,

But I was stopped by the police.

I know that somebody hears me,

That is not quite enough to survive.

All I need is for one person to fear me,

To dread me being alive.

Still, there is nothing I can say

That would make me more meaningful.

My words are a wicked play,

They feel just like a bleeding skull.

I know that this too shall pass

Like all the hurricanes I have killed.

One more raindrop in the glass,

And the waters will become still.

-Jackie