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The Weight

rain falls from the blackness in the sky, the water soaks the earth. here we stay a float, but slowly we are drowning. the mud grabs us by the ankles, pulling us into the ground. everyday is a struggle to move. With all of these days, we carry out this weight, walking closer to the pavement. we tippy toe across the marsh, crashing faster each time. crushed to our knees, our hearts slow to a beat. we question our strength, savoring every last drop, like the very last scotch. and at the end of the day, when the moon covers the view. your soft hand pressures, then squeeze’s these muscles and slowly cracks the bones, you push down upon me, I pray you don’t break me. With all the pain and agony, we continue to push forward, but we question our lives, always struggling to stand up straight. fearing our inevitable fate. carrying this horrible weight. Note; In all honesty this is about the world and the struggle to live, have faith in God, but the weight some t...

Made Of Steel

Let me crawl to the very end, because this is already over. We fight like dogs, the savage warriors, the hopeless murderers, Killing all the ones that are wrong. so we pray for humility, but we face mediocrity. Always falling short of his glory. I feel stupid and worthless, so here are my fists bloodier then yours, and here is my heart slowly decaying. I am not a saint nor a superhero, I am not made of steel, I don't wear an "S" on my chest, and I am not bullet proof. I am a loser. We lose that is what we do best, Crying our eyes out, Screaming at the ceiling, We fail because we were lied to. We struggle because we were abused, We allow him to build us up, but you always tears us apart. you crush this ever breaking heart. Won't you load up on guns, and take me for what I am worth, because I am not your sure bet, I won't carry you to safety. I am not your saving grace, I am not made of steel, I don't wear an "S" on my c...

Real Life is the Nightmare

the wind pushes beyond the trees, timber to all of our weakness, they break off like branches. the rain fell like our tears, when I had to watch you leave, but now I am like the raging sea, crashing. When the sun blinds our true intentions, we sink deeper into our regrets, and drowning in our attractions. Our addictions become our nightmares. I saw your face inflicted in the mirror, and the tears fell so wrong, we weren’t the people we once were. it’s been awhile since we were just okay. but I like to let this darkness swallow me whole, and I'm not sure if i ever want to let it go. We pay for the truth, dreams become our quick escape, while nightmares are the reality we live in. torment becomes our fate. https://inbetweenjackswords.wordpress.com/

A Work of Fiction

It came up through the floors, deep within the woodwork, and I could hear the strength of the wind, breaking branches, leaving devastation. And your tears reminded me of, the chaos we had endured, but there was no stopping this feeling, that tingle in your bones, that tickle on the surface of your skin. and what if our words were our mistakes, and our futures had become something that was faked? how could we live with each other? maybe there is time to repair, but here we are getting scared, and so we run from the truth. Only if I could take all of you back, the darkness would be rewritten, to a work of fiction. then we could relive the start, the beginning of our hearts. God knows we will make these mistakes, but I’ll do anything to keep us safe. https://inbetweenjackswords.wordpress.com/

The Future

It has been a long while since I have decided to write something on this blog. I am really not sure if anyone really views this blog anymore, but I guess I will give it a chance. I also wanted to update it a bit and get out all the stuff that was clouding up the page. You can find similar things on my new blog if your are interested what I have been up too. I'm currently working on a chronicle of poetry that will all come together as one. I wanted to try something new from my normal touchy feely poems. I have been coming back here a lot lately really re-reading old posts. I have really come a long way from back in 2008. You could say I have mellowed out a bit. I also just got word that it is time for planning of my High School Reunion so that is shocking. I can't believe that is has almost been ten years, I feel so old. That and I am going to be 28 this year. Oh, how the years fly by. There is so much to learn with in those years. I know for the ones that are younger then me t...

New Blog Update!

I have to say that I have had this Blog since 2008 and I believe that, that was the longest. Before that I wrote on Yahoo Groups from 2003-2008. I have finally decided to create a new blog that focuses just on my poetry. I am going to keep this blog up as long as I can so if any body wants to read anything they will be welcome to. I can't promise that I will be posting anything new on here anymore unless it is something important, or just me venting to the world. Poem wise you can go to www.injacksownwordstwo.wordpress.com and I will be writing new poems and explaining where they came from. The new blog has been on my mind for awhile. The truth is I thought about just deleting everything all together due to the lack of time to make good material and the lack of attention of my blog. I never starting writing for myself. My goal has and always will be to relate with other people. I am not looking for any type of fame. I like to connect with people and understand them. I have made s...