
The hot summer rain rolls up its bloody sleeves
As masks fall off your face like autumn leaves.
The layers you keep building from stained glass
Form an emerald church for the midnight mass.
-Jackie

The hot summer rain rolls up its bloody sleeves
As masks fall off your face like autumn leaves.
The layers you keep building from stained glass
Form an emerald church for the midnight mass.
-Jackie

The song plays on a loop in my new apartment,
And the sound surrounds me like a circle of hell.
Those missiles I aimed at your cast iron skin,
They must have convinced you to kiss and tell.
Intentions are dull like the weapons you used.
Now I justify my love to the worried masses.
What if giving up is our safest option?
What if the goodbyes broke our finest glasses?
-Jackie

The tree branches scratch my roof at midnight,
Waiting for blue flames consume the leaves.
I beg the stars to grant me three wishes,
But they are not givers,
They are colorless thieves.
-Jackie

I remember the scolding looks they gave away freely back when I built this dim lair,
Back when I used to think that I should just tolerate whatever love someone could spare.
Those days are now gone, and many moons have passed since I last fought fair,
And perhaps I would consider stopping this madness if they took the crown out of my hair.
-Jackie

The voices at the back of my mind hum familiar phrases.
They tell me secrets, they sing quiet curses and praises.
I wish no one notices the holes in my most hidden mazes,
And I wonder if I can disappear without leaving a trace.
-Jackie

I like you better when I watch you grow smaller in the rearview mirror.
I love you right when I see you running after a cab that I never took.
The things I enjoy in a moment tend to turn into scary enemy figures.
These memories I carry with me tend to turn into worst-selling books.
-Jackie

I feel trapped under every word these selfish lips mutter,
And I know that one rainy day they will choke me out.
Paragraphs build on my chest until breath doesn’t even matter.
I wish I could lose this murmuring brain in a roaring crowd.
-Jackie

Time heals all except for fury.
One should let that feeling sizzle.
Disappointment found an exit,
But the rage, it did not fizzle.
Time heals all except for anger.
One should let that flame burn out.
Petty heartache has an end,
But rage will never know a drought.
-Jackie

Our friendship slipped through our shaky fingers,
And we did not even try to chase it down.
I wish I could name the people I miss,
But I know that I cannot fix your frown.
Our deepest bonds became circumstantial,
Your lips told me that I had lost the fight.
I wish I could throw in just one more sentence,
I wish I could tell you that you were right.
-Jackie

If I tell one more story in these lines,
If I give you another paragraph of tears,
Will you stop the rising tide?
Will you watch as I choke, then disappear?
I give away details like cheap candy
Just to end up with the short end of the stick.
You strip away my kindness when it is handy,
Then leave me shivering and sick.
If I answer one more overpriced question,
If I gift you the last pieces of my soul,
Will you compare me to pure perfection?
Or will you promise that a man can make me whole?
I have nothing but sheer numbness left.
I bet a better stranger will heal your bruises.
Go seek your vengeance or some real depth,
Turn my stories into twisted muses.
-Jackie