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Lesette Jackson Poem
Revolutionary Road is where I lay. In my mind I had a perfect life.
Dreams of living the unknown
I’m supposed to be more then a simple wife;
Revolutionary Road is where I lay. In my mind I had a perfect life.
Insanity cutting straight through like a sharp knife
Home with children still feeling alone
Revolutionary Road is where I lay. In my mind I had a perfect life.
Dreams of living the unknown
Copyright © Lesette Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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Lesette Jackson Poem
Execution of love simply by the crimes committed by the heart
crimes of passion or lust where do we start?
heart racing anticipating the moment of death
setting it free with the last breath
penalize by the charges against thee
raping the emotion murdering of the soul screaming begging and pleading
how dare the heart allow for this to happen
robbery of thoughts even kidnapping
falling for the wrong consumed by another
careless behavior has sent him farther
so far gone there's no turning back
a thief in the night as understood based on fact
caught off guard loosing control of self
no one to guide no one around to ask for help
a social path desensitize from all feeling
unable to grasp or feel the heart beating
as these crimes that were committed
love is on the line the heart has admitted
a confession of reckless behavior
only death is the perfect savior
the heart deserves no defense
putting it out of misery will finally lay it to rest
buried six feet under ground
love no longer exist it will not be found
Copyright © Lesette Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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Lesette Jackson Poem
Is she the one?
Is she the one who sits and stares?
Or is she the one asking for prayers?
Actively seeking the power within
Questioning day in day out where to begin.
Is she the one who stands tall?
Or is she the one who stumbles and fall?
Contemplating if it’s worth to keep going
Trying to wipe the tears from flowing.
Is she the one who will have the last say?
Or is she the one who’ll make her family pay?
Internally dyeing from all the suffering and crying
All hope is gone no more fighting no more trying.
Is she the one who will search for help?
Or is she the one who will rely solely on herself?
Imagining life without sadness or pain
Fear and sorrow is the one to blame.
Is she the one who will have regrets?
Or is she the one everyone will forget?
Memories of careless actions clouds the head
Still no answers only quiet instead.
Is she the one who will finally be free?
Or is she the one who I call me?
Copyright © Lesette Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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Lesette Jackson Poem
Absence of light is found in the dark night
shadows lurking around waiting for sound
I am lost trying to find my way
back to face the reality of everyday
vision blinded by the moon
day light can not come too soon
air upon my neck while sweat is on my forehead
my instincts say runaway instead
breath in the air as I rapidly breathe
the anxiety of not seeing whats in front
has me wanting to leave
secluded by the darkest hour
Ive lost my strength I have no more power
fighting against the unknown
its time to go back home
feeling like a failure out in the cold
no one around no one to hold
walking fast searching for light
running hoping for sight
of what may be ahead
oh God don't let me be dead
stars are non existent
steady darkness and cold very persistent
the bitter sweet feeling over takes
with the decisions I have to make
Nothing to loose but everything to gain
moving forward forgetting the pain
turning left then right trying to escape
closing my eyes and leaving it up to fate
adrenalin rushing through my body as I'm running out of time
can't look back reclaiming what was once mine
trying to find myself out of the night
finally seeing me in the light
Copyright © Lesette Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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Lesette Jackson Poem
The nights are cold
without you close to hold
the voice that carries through out and the feeling
of ease as you aim to please every inch of my
soul makes me spin out of control
your domination occupy my inner thoughts
no one is to blame that your every
being drives me insane your caresses on my face and hair
are all in my thoughts because your not there
the picture perfect love affair all in my dreams
since your nothing more then a fantasy
fear takes over me the mere thought of me never we
has my world turned upside down
simply by the love that has been found
a thin line between love and lust
having the both is a must
I dream of you and your every touch
don't wake me I'm in no rush
surrendering to all of your commands
this is my world no one needs to understand
caged in my mind with no where out
prison walls high to drown the shouts
guilty pleasure is all i need
my world is on lock and you hold the key
Copyright © Lesette Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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What use to be love is now full of hate
I guess that's what you wanted
simply couldn't leave it up to fate
being loved by someone for no reason
but there are plenty of reasons
the fact that you are breathing is enough
to believe in
your selfish ways and belief that no one loves forever
has led me to play the role and shut down all together
I loved you for who you were but you pushed me away
by your arrogant ways and the games you play
what once was love admiration and respect
has turned my heart cold and full of neglect
hate disgust and despise by your continuous
lack of regards has got me on guard
I can't even say I feel pain for feeling this way
because you sucked what was left in me anyway
No man will have my trust or loyalty
I'm not asking for no ones sympathy
there's nothing left to say
nothing else to do
in the end I've become you
Copyright © Lesette Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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Pain showering over me like midnight rain
frigid almost stone surrounding the heart
causing what is left to fall apart
tears no longer wet only ice
from a war and losing the fight
wounds exposed to the salty air
constant disappointment eating the flesh with nothing to spare
smiles not lasting longer then the breath inhaled
wondering when did it all fail
hands once used to caress and feel
are numb ready to peel
so cold the body it burns to touch
unable to move not able to do much
lips blue like the stormy sky
nobody needs to know no one should ask why
a girl who use to be full of life has been left alone
slowly dieing in the cold, nothing left but stone
Copyright © Lesette Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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