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Broken Clock

As I sit here 
I can hear a broken clock
Tick.. 

Tock...

 Tick..

Minutes turning into hours
Each one faster than the one before



 The constant motion from both its hands,

 has started to make me sick.

intrusive thoughts begin to creep 
slithering like a serpent 
Through my mind 

The ticking has stopped as

Death's whispers tauten round' my neck.

The last sound I heard was that broken clock 


Tick...

Tock ..

Tick...


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Artistic

Pull out a single sheet of paper after burning a fat doobie.

These colored pencils,paints, and pens. 

How you do something to me.

As my thoughts are drawn out in black and shades of grey.

The color within 
reveals the cluster f**k
 that is my brain.

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River

Water rushing downstream. 
You run like the river.
Ceaseless.

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Few words

It was all for nothing.
Yet I still feel everything.

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The trouble with me

The trouble with me, besides what you've seen
is the way I get drunk on your eyes and slit my
wrists to the way you smile in your sleep.
Should have known this love would be my
damnation.
The passion behind every kiss were figments of a
jaded imagination.
So I play my music on this old dirt road,
While I smoke something dangerous.
Anything to take away this hopeless rose, once our
love that's wilted and fallen on to the pavement.
I'll forever remember those moments where time
somehow stood still.
The way my heart would skip beats,
Such a euphoric thrill.
Suffice it is to say I've gone through a change.
A metamorphosis made in a patchwork of rage.
Tired of playing these games I call it a day, drifting
off to the abyss in staggered and dazed.
Maybe to see a path to a better future the next time
that I wake.

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Building my castle to the kingdom

Building castles within my own confinement 
only to be hit with the harshest of realities
 & replaying what it means to be broken, to heal, and relapse
 over and over again. 
Numbing the weight of so many life choices 
Drowning out screams from all different voices.

Lord please me show me your grace.
Seeing myself in the mirror 
I'd rather not show my face.

My self esteem crumbled 
Self-worth turned to dust 
I'm suffering due to a lack of self love 
And unwillingness to trust

 Feeling as if my body left me unhealed
 without my soul intact 
Praying I could right the wrongs
 that haunt me from my past
afraid of what appears impossible
A daunting peak..  still within my grasp 
 Have to take that leap of faith
 to start me on the path

Dear Lord I pray you break these chains that refuse to set me free 
bound from years and years of pain. 
Most of which have remained unseen 
Let me feel your light my Lord
The warmth shine on my face 
I need to feel your selfless love 
I need your warm embrace.

The thought of this battle 
it heightens all senses of "fight or flight"
I'm writing this in hopes to from now until forever 
Guide me into your light.

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Drugs

I've never been slapped with such a hard dose of
reality
With talks of old memories being laughed off
It hit me
began enveloping my senses
What I endured was abuse.
In more ways than I've led myself to believe. & Now it seems

These drugs have a tendency
to numb all my senses.
My self indulgent deeds
Have destroyed my inner sanctum
I'm afraid I've become the enemy
From this battle raging within 

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Yesterday's Oasis

If I was to be gone tomorrow,
I would surely regret today.
Just as I would all these wasted days, months, and years.
At peace when saying I no longer fear death.
It's all boiling over now....
Everything I've fought to repress.
Feeling a heaviness 
Steadily crushing my chest.
Drowning in shallow pools of nothingness in my mind.

Once an oasis, my forever hideaway.
became a small alcove, unreachable on most days.
On a shoal deep within.
Scattered throughout the sands, lay the remnants of my being.


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Corroded

I want to curl up into a ball, under a rock
and just be forgotten.
I don't want to take up space anymore
I've watched myself die 1,000 different ways
while gazing at the reflection in the mirror
Pupils different sizes, and what could be a permanent frown 
Fill up the bath - submerging myself
holding my breath underwater
wishing I'd just fade away
Fade away into the nothingness
I already feel.

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Change

Change

The word itself meaning to modify or alter itself.

Whether for better or worse is factored in by choices we make

Change is inevitable 

im afraid

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