series – Page 9 – The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright

Taker

15. Mar, 202314. Mar, 2023 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

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

Remorse

14. Mar, 202313. Mar, 2023 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

I don’t quite believe that remorse exists,

At least not like the greatest poets describe it.

I did what I had to and survived this mess,

No need to iron it out or somehow hide it.

The pain to come will be just a reminder,

The months that pass will form a faint scar.

I collect the sharp words in a thick binder.

I hope you forget me, then I wish on a star.

-Jackie

Shields

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Your dishonesty shields you from my forgiveness,

But I still hope I can slash you with this blade.

The body went limp after a few thousand cuts,

And even our roses had to die in the shade.

Why did we put stiches on rotting corpses?

Why did we lose courage in the haziest nights?

You said that your armor was not a danger,

Yet you quickly grew into a ruthless knight.

-Jackie

Truth Serum

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Maybe I’m meant to love people from a far,

Keep my gurgling love at a safe distance.

These childproof locks that I put on my heart,

They break like sticks when I feel resistance.

I could have held you but it was not enough,

I could have lied but the serum ruined me.

Now I hate you for blowing up all my bluff

And you think I adore my own cruelty.

-Jackie

Sweet Tooth

11. Mar, 202311. Mar, 2023 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

I give into my sweet tooth,

Give into my desires.

Trees are burning from the root,

But I fan the fire.

I crave sugar on my lips,

Sour tears in my eyes.

Use sins to pay the tips,

Smoke my lows to get high.

-Jackie

Dozens

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I write dozens of breakup notes each evening,

Trying to capture the coldness of my feelings.

I can’t wait to erase you from my slate

And clean your grey bones off my empty plate.

Yet, I wasn’t yours and you weren’t mine.

We ignored the red lights as we crossed the line.

I write dozens of breakup notes each evening,

Getting sick of the shards stopping my slow breathing.

-Jackie

All The Bodies

9. Mar, 20238. Mar, 2023 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

You must have confused me for another jailor,

Another fallen star or quickly drowning sailor.

These walls tell you lies if you choose to listen,

And the exits cry loudly if you ever miss them.

The universe was wavy when our song was playing,

So loud I could not hear the words that you were saying.

Luck ends but deep pain tends to stick around.

Only we know where all the bodies can be found.

-Jackie

The Trick

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What if I played you like a broken drum?

What if I played you for an ounce of fun?

You ran toward me like a moth to a flame,

And lost the pennies glued to your pretty name.

What if I just wanted to do the trick?

What if my cold heart is made out of solid brick?

You collected me like a rare piece of art,

Now you tell me to burn when we’re torn apart.

-Jackie

This Side Of Town

7. Mar, 20236. Mar, 2023 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

They dig the wells deeper on this side of town.

Only heavy ground keeps floating bodies down.

Children play in the graveyards and cry in churches,

And conniving people are turned into torches.

They burn flags in secret on this side of town.

Heavy burdens quickly turn into iron crowns.

Adults swim in circles like tortured fishes,

Waiting on a genie with one hundred wishes.

-Jackie

Joy

6. Mar, 20236. Mar, 2023 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

I’m looking for reasons to stay in the sand,

But it’s falling down, escaping my two hands.

I count down the souls who deplete me of joy,

And I wish that your name was just a decoy.

-Jackie