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My Bi-Polar Situation

I hate this life with a growing passion.
Its my fault. I made it this way.
Ive lost my compassion.

But like that hardly matters now, with my face against the ground and a knife sticking out my back.

Your betrayal.
A quick slap to my already cut face.
I feel so sorry that I hurt you. I told you that already.

But you ignored me and decided to lash at my turned  body.
Inside out you broke and cut me.

I still feel bad... and wish to apologize but im afraid to Im to frightened of the fact you can hurt me with any of your words.

You could kill me if you wanted.

Copyright © Jalisa Stock | Year Posted 2011



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A Sad Time

Its a sad time for me.
Covered from head to toe in insecurities.
All I do is try and cover for my mistakes.
My misjudgments.
My displacement...
But what about those times of joy?
Gone within a blink of an eye.
It seems that my world would be one of pity.
but no its not pity more like a self hatred that runs deep.
It covers my heart with hard lace and frosted glass.
Covering me in something for show.
I used to glow.
Like a bright light.
That was also just for show. 
A lie filled to the brink.
dishonest and out of synch.
Thats my story for now.
Im just a show and a sad story.
A sad time.

Copyright © Jalisa Stock | Year Posted 2011

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Hard Decision

I never wanted you to see this.
The darkest part of me.
Something filled with mystery and darkness.
You havent seen all of me but you have seen just enough for me to have to leave.
Im sorry but I cant let that part of me hurt you.
Im starting to care about you and that scares me.
I dont want to hurt you.
But I dont want to leave.
What should I do?
What should I do?

Copyright © Jalisa Stock | Year Posted 2011

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Transformer

Transformer...



 I am so sorry I tend to whisper to my self while the wings on my back enfold me in my idiocy and bust in a furl of feathers and fire.
 
My authentic halo falling broken reinforcing my thoughts on transformations... 

My lush lies crept up into me whispering to you my secrecy and my merry go round patterns...
 I was adapted to serous sabotage and unconsidered volcanic eruptions... Having nothing to react to I made my own quake...
 
i deserve everything. 

But for you to say I can't feel is something that just shocked me at my core... 
But then again what should I expect? 
Secret boyfriends? 
are you kidding me...? 
But then again what should i expect... 
I gave you a reason to be suspicious a reason to say those things... 

With my viscosity on the subject I realize I have to be punished... and it has nothing to do with you...

Copyright © Jalisa Stock | Year Posted 2011


Book: Shattered Sighs