I wasn’t the bad guy, I wasn’t your torment.
I was the last prophet for your killer temptations.
You left mud on people like they were your doormats
And you blamed me for it with no hesitation.
-Jackie
Tag: poetry daily
The Silence
I read the sentences off the page like it wasn’t a testimony,
A testament to the heaven and hell you once ruled.
I sung paragraphs until words became homophonies,
And the phone never rung,
It just called me a damned fool.
-Jackie
Dull Crowds
I don’t think it was the ray of light that stopped us
And I don’t trust gods who wanted to cause the ruckus.
It wasn’t the moon and it wasn’t the sun in the sky.
If I ask you twice, you must come up with a better lie.
I don’t think it was the hope that kept us in the game,
And I don’t believe that people’s luck are all the same.
It wasn’t my grace and it wasn’t my fear of death,
But I swear I heard you laughing as the dull crowds wept.
-Jackie
Border
The avalanches only buried one half of the truth,
The snowfall only hid away one side of you.
Bloodshot eyes stared at me from the furthest corner,
And I couldn’t escape when I crossed the border.
-Jackie
Spill
I have taken your oath of silence,
Crossed your name out of my will.
Honey, if I swear you to secrecy
Will you let the blue venom spill?
Will you tell them how I ached,
How I built these walls of steel?
Will you break just like I broke?
Will you be there when I heal?
-Jackie
Bait
The snowflakes danced in the moonlight
And met their fate in the frosty dawn.
I circled your love until it crumbled
And the winter made me its final pawn.
The ground froze with the buried bodies.
I reached for warmth but it was too late.
My bones melted into the snow piles
And my heart laughed when it took the bait.
-Jackie
Longing
The scarlet flame licked our love bone dry
And the rainfall made it rot to its core.
Seven lifetimes wouldn’t be enough,
But every second I wish we could get more.
-Jackie
Black Candles
Take me back to the seaside
And bury me in the white sand.
Hide me away from the crowds,
Erase me from the dying land.
Take me to the dim graveyard,
Light black candles as I cry.
Paint me in some lively colors
While I watch the daylight die.
-Jackie
Glitch
The rumors fall into place
And wicked truths fall on their faces.
I hide from thinking this over
But my luck is a bad omen.
Perfect mirages collapse
While I step in my own traps.
I beg for an off switch,
Hoping to make it through the glitch.
-Jackie
In Your Palace
My neck breaks hands that once choked me
And dodges words that used to matter.
You sharpened your swords in the darkness,
Then blamed me when they finally shattered.
My back aches like long forgotten phrases,
But it never once goes along with the winds.
You closed deals in your crystal palace
Complaining about how the bad guy always wins.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 