Tag: Seawater

But take me as I am,

Not what I am yet to become.

Once I get to your arms,

I will re-learn to run.

Take me for what I am worth,

Not what I have lost.

Once I see your eyes,

I will kill my past.

But take me as I am,

Not what I am still chasing.

Once I finish this race,

I will be done with pacing.

And take me in like a poison,

Not like clear water.

Once I cleanse my sins,

You will thank the fathers.

-Jackie

Please stand by as I lock you out of my loop,

I’ll swallow the keys and I’ll erase the proof.

You won’t get to watch me breaking down.

I’m not the biggest show in your empty town.

Don’t try to make your apologies believable.

It was me trying and it was me always bleeding.

Yet, you found a way to make me your clown,

You’re truly an anchor, always brining me down.

But you never stayed in one place for long,

Travelled all the lands to write a country song.

I swear I don’t remember your honest face.

I’m surprised about how much greed can erase.

Go ahead and call my bitterness an illness.

Do you realize it was you who killed this?

Please stand by as I lock you out of my loop.

Don’t ask for the keys, I have nothing to prove.

-Jackie

There is something very alluring about those who let you drown,

Then pull your corpse out of the water whenever they’re in town.

They will unleash their maggots and let them consume your brain,

But as soon as you speak up, they will just shiver in faux pain.

There is something pleasing about those who forget your name

Just to call you at 1 AM and complain without any shame.

They will cut lives and throats because greed is their virtue.

If you call them out, they will blame you for their torture.

Still, the rest will watch this unravel like it isn’t a real issue.

The best they can do is give you a Band-Aid or hand you a used tissue.

If it bleeds, it leads, and they don’t care about what caused it.

As long as someone screams, they won’t dare to pause it.

-Jackie

No, I do not wish you could see my brand-new stage,

I do not owe you my success, do not owe you the last page.

You birthed my rage, then took a match to my story.

You turned me into a liar as my loved ones worried.

You still scribble nonsense for everyone who listens

As the windows of my palaces, they gleam and glisten.

My new stage is not for you to keep playing the part,

Leave this show ashamed, leave this show unharmed.

I do not wish to repeat the things you have done to me,

Let our actions and inactions grow into two legacies –

One that burns paper bridges and drinks too much wine,

One that shows his own daughter how to act like a swine.

But the history will hold its secrets like it always does

And turn your fuming threats into white turtledoves.

-Jackie

Oh, baby, how are we going to fix this mess that we’ve made?

Oh, baby, just tell me that you’re ungrateful and stained.

And our mistakes, they are grave,

But we’re going to erase them from our fate.

Our roads are long, can’t fight them alone,

So, I’m dragging you on like an empty love song.

Oh, baby, how are we going to climb this hill right ahead?

Oh, tell me, did you mean what you told me when I bled?

All our sins, they’ve made our beds,

Slit too many throats, smashed too many heads.

Our path has an end, can’t beat a grand finale.

You know it, dolly, we’ve got nothing to defend.

-Jackie

It will be your friends and not your enemies who will feed you to the sharks,

And your friends will leave you in the dark with the deepest marks.

I know I pushed you in the black water, now I am just a fleeting memory.

As their teeth sink into your flesh, please swear you do not remember me.

Yes, it will be your lovers and not your nemeses who will finally let you down.

And they will fool you, use you like a damn tool as you quietly drown.

I know I shoved all your forgiveness off the table just to watch it shatter.

As the pieces bite into your veins, tell me once more how I do not matter.

-Jackie

I would rather sell all my salty waters than let you leave,

Be the one that got away,

The one I miss on New Year’s Eve.

My intentions were rotten from the start, but so were yours.

Wait up for one more day,

Just let me close all the doors.

You know I play with fire when I get awfully bored,

But I would not play you,

I would rather swallow my words.

They tell me this is defeat or that I am simply selling out,

Losing my common sense,

Taking the higher route.

Still, I would rather drown in my shame than in my pride.

From you, oh, from you, love,

I have nothing left to hide.

My motives were muddy at the beginning, I know it well,

But they are now clear,

Go ahead, drink from the well.

-Jackie

My words run dry like the shallowest creeks during summer heat.

You want me to give you one more drop before your shameful defeat.

I have saved tortured souls for too long, it is time to leave you be.

So, I pick up what is left of my pride and drown it in the salty sea.

It is my second nature – walking away before I am asked to leave,

You want me all to yourself, what is it that you are trying to achieve?

You cannot trap lighting in a bottle, you cannot trap me in this town.

Let me fade away like the sunset and fool you like a circus clown.

-Jackie

Your hair falls in your stormy eyes when you burst out laughing.

Love, I have never navigated such deep waters without drowning.

I wear your sweet scent on me like my favorite summer perfume,

I cannot stop daydreaming, cannot smell anyone else in this room.

So, take me home like you always do, keep me stuck in the moment.

I have never felt an effervescent love without the weight of torment.

The waters always take us back to the very beginning of our love.

When I look at you, hope does not seem like another brick to throw.

I tuck your hair behind your ear as you laugh right at the blue moon.

If I only could, I would gift you all my eternities, not only this noon.

Your fresh breath on my skin feels like a splash of the coldest seawater.

But as long as you take me home once more, it is a fair barter.

-Jackie

The people I control hate me enough to clean my wounds with salt,

They love me enough to convince me it is exactly what I want.

The pain runs through my nerves like electricity through metal,

One more fiery touch and they will have to bury me in black petals.

I let them do whatever they please to fulfill their sadistic needs.

They know that I am just a vessel that bleeds whenever they bleed.

The people who control me contort me in shapes and sweet poses,

They love me enough to bury my salty ego in some scarlet roses.

-Jackie