Your wings left scars on my pale back,
Your stories gave me chapters I didn’t write.
Your red waters sunk my escape tracks,
And painted the calmest sea angry and white.
-Jackie
Escape Tracks
Tag: Original
Backbone
I broke my backbone for you a thousand little times,
I romanticized the story in my lost little mind.
What if I am done with painting you as the protagonist?
Tell me, love, is there a single clue that I might have missed?
-Jackie
Cheap, Cheap Man
You robbed me of my peace
Like grave robbers steal jewels,
Then sold them for cheap
Just to afford disgusting beer.
You took every penny
That you could ever carry
Like my name was worthless
And I couldn’t get it all back.
You abused my trust
Because you are a cage maker.
Preying on the victims,
Playing morals like cards.
I hope my silence blinds you,
I hope it stings your bones.
You are a cheap, cheap man
Sitting on a shit-stained throne.
-Jackie
Headlights
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 