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Morgan Jay Poem
I cut to see the blood.
To bring colour to my life.
Because life has turned so dull and gray...
Just grays and blacks and whites...
I cut to see the blood.
To remind me that I'm still alive.
I forget my body is still here...
because my soul has long since died.
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Morgan Jay Poem
I know it's too little.
I know I'm too late...
I guess I expected time to stop...
For time to just wait...
It's over...
You needed me and where was I...?
When you lay dying in bed.?
Too caught up in my head...
These flowers on your grave mean nothing...
The tears I cry are pointless...
It's too little...
Too late...
I should have been there til the end.
Shoulda, woulda, coulda...
It doesn't mean anything now...
Too little.
Too late.
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Morgan Jay Poem
When you hurt,
I hurt to.
I'm here now.
It doesn't have to be just you.
Sweet, sweet love of mine...
Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're unbreakable...
Its okay.
I'm here.
when you're weak, ill be strong.
My darling, I'll help YOU hold on.
And if or when you stumble or fall,
you'll find yourself safe in my arms.
You are my sweet love, after all.
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Morgan Jay Poem
The day I lost my mind
is the day I found it again
in my paper and pen
writing gave me a place to go.
to escape the maelstrom inside.
on the day i went insane
The torrent from which i couldn't hide.
The day I lost my mind
Is the day i found it again.
I hadn't to look further than my paper and my pen.
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Morgan Jay Poem
You can't cover your ears.
You can't run and hide.
You can't escape the demons when they lurk inside.
Just under the surface they lie.
They feast on your soul...
They haunt your mind.
Leaving you cold.
You know you'll never win...
The demons are to strong...
You don't have to wait too long....
They always are poised for attack.
They raise their evil heads...
Making you miss the monsters under your bed...
But no. They've conquered your mind...
Taken hostage of your soul.
You can't cover your ears...
You have NO WHERE to run...
NO WHERE to hide....
You can't escape what you are inside...
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Morgan Jay Poem
Your love made me weak.
Losing you made me weaker.
Leaving me in the wake of your shadow.
i let the absence kill me inside.
waiting for a hero that would never come.
Waiting...letting myself turn cold and numb.
Your love made me strong.
Losing you made me stronger.
The desolation hurt me to my core.
And i felt like my broken heart wouldnt beat anymore.
but while my heart was bleeding.
My heart kept beating
and i can carry on alone.
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Morgan Jay Poem
Still I'm breaking...
And you'll never know.
Still I'm shaking....
I've grown so cold...
Dreams... Frozen; abandoned in the snow...
Broken and shattered...
That's all ill ever be...
I pray that you can live on in these fragile pieces of me...
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Morgan Jay Poem
So tired of bending you just give way and break.
So done with living your own life you try and take...
To think you're strong but how short you fall...
You're weak as you listen to your flashing blade's call...
You grab it and cut away at your skin...
Just cut... Don't think...
Watch your life drip red down the sink...
Keep going.
Cut away at your skin...
And a life is ended in her final sin...
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Morgan Jay Poem
Trey.
I felt safe and protected when you
were around. Now I sit and wonder
pointless thoughts. Forever in repeat.
Counting down the hours until again
we'd meet. I tried to see you sooner
but something kept me here. I guess
God was teaching me to turn around
and face my fears. I fear living
without you. And of walking all alone.
Down the empty street... the quiet dirt
road. I cry out to the wind. Will this
pain ever end.?! Send down a sign to
let me know you're still around.
Please... just haunt me. Just make
some simple sound. Your absence.
Leaves deeper scars than even my
hand could create. Please come back
to me. Prove I'm not God's first
mistake. I hold fast to just the
thinnest of threads, plucked straight
from the strings of my heart. Your
last words, "I love you" have ripped
my soul apart. I no longer feel your
laughter. Or any happiness you left
behind. I tried preserving you but you
were stolen from me by time . I'd like
you see you soon. I think that you'd
agree. That in my death id come
back to life. And i could be the me I
used to be. I feel so raw and naked.
And I'm constantly breaking into the
cold fray. But in my heart's fragile,
shattered remains you'll always stay.
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Morgan Jay Poem
Im sorry i couldnt stay
when you needed me most...
now i have to go through this empty life without your hand in mine.
Those CURSE'D hands of time.
How they go on.
Leaving you behind.
And i go through this life alone.
haunted by your absence...
the silent sounds of isolation...
waiting...
hoping...
that you would cross space and time...
that i would wake and you would be in these lonely arms of mine...
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