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Mental Illness

I’m the awkwardness that fills the room
When death is mentioned, the fear, the gloom,
I’m the look of pity upon their face, I’m the outcast from the human race.
I’m the pills you swallow, no “one for all”,
Blue ones to fly and pink ones to fall.
I’m the stench of bodies that lie unwashed.
I’m the nightmares of all your dreams i’ve squashed.
I’ll steal your family, i’ll reject your friends.
I have a beginning but you’ll see no end.
I’m the stigma hung around your neck,
So easy are the lives i wreck.
I’m the vomit when you won’t eat.
I’m the awkward looks down to their feet.
I’m the scars you try to hide.
I’m the thoughts you wish you’d died.
Im the house you won’t stop cleaning,
“Touch taps 3 times” i know it’s meaning.
I’m the voice inside your head,
That whispers “you’re better off now dead.”
I’m the one who will make you weep.
I’m the one who steals your sleep.
Yes late late at night amongst the stillness,
You can call me Mental illness.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017



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The Broken Shell

The broken shell 

How can i explain this feeling that smothers me each day?
What are the words i say to you in reply to “how’s you today?”
My insides they are dying, they are frozen to their core
My body just a broken shell lying lifeless on the floor
My mind is full of demons dancing round in glee
Prematurely celebrating their victory to destroy me.
A hundred million different thoughts race round inside my head.
It’s the tireless over analysing everything you’ve said.
It’s the party i won’t go to, though i hate to be alone.
This person that you’re seeing all but empty but skin and bone.
“Cheer up” you say? I’ve tried that. But it’s so painful just to smile,
Please just let me lie here, just for a little while.
No “fresh air” will not  “help me” what don’t you understand?
I don’t want you to try and fix me all i need is just your hand.
I feel like i am drowning, the tears i’ve cried now are a lake,
Your hand can stop me drowning, your hand can stop this ache.
This room is filled with darkness but you are my shining light
When my eyelids shield against the fear you can be my sight.
Remind the children mommy loves them when the dark pulls her away.
Have them there all waiting to help her through each day.
My mind it may be broken, but my heart is still intact
I may not show it but i love you, keep that always as a fact.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017

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Memories of Lost Love

I’ll love you when you leave me and then i’ll love you still,
For love will make me blossom then love will make me ill,
My heart will pound with fondness then it will surely break,
I will cherish all the memories, there will be no parting wake.
Two hearts will beat together then they will break apart,
You will take mine with you as you will always have my heart.
In bed so close together then becomes an empty space,
The soft touch of your lips will be the memories of your face.
The softly whispered “love you’s” that freeze us both in time,
Will turn to words of venom sending shivers down my spine.
The late night throes of passion so wild and so carefree,
Will end up being lonely when you walk away from me.
"hush now my sweet darling". let this moment of mine last,
For our future may be broken but we'll always have the past.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017

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Broken Tree

Broken Tree

As i lay here on my sick bed, here within my room,
There’s a window that lets in the light to break up all the gloom.
Out the window is the same view, a small hill not far away,
The sun casting dark grey shadows as it moves throughout the day.
Then as  i look i see it, the small, frail, broken tree,
The one tree out all one it’s own, the one i’ve now called “me”
The other trees keep their distance from this sickly looking sight,
None of them engaging, in this poor trees lonely plight.
Yet no matter what the weather, harsh winter, wind or rain.
Broken tree survives the onslaught, bravely claiming it’s domain.
It may bear no buds in springtime and in summer while others peak,
It’s frame remains quite ghostlike, all withered sad and weak.

But that broken tree inspires me, as i view it there each day,
For it reminds me that no matter what “you can fight this come what may”
Broken tree i’ll keep on fighting, we’re so similar you and i,
Why should i lie in pity, while you’re still reaching for the sky?
We can both enjoy the pleasure of the sun and stars above,
And me i have my loved ones, with their never ending love,
At the summit of the hill you sit and i know the reason why,
It’s a place for all the strongest trees so keep on reaching for the sky.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017

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A Mothers Lullaby

Endless ribbons all intertwined,
Between our hearts, between our minds,
A soft white soul, i love so dear, 
The smell of sunshine when you are near.
Bubbles of laughter that fill the air,
The wind that wraps around your hair,
Smiles like moonbeams that warm my heart,
Cold shadows pass when we’re apart.
My love, your heart within me stays
To stay there for all my life long days
One touch is like a warm embrace,
Mental keepsakes of your sweet face.
My love for you it knows no time,
For i am yours and you are mine.
You pain is mine, our load is shared.
Through darkest nights when you are scared,
I’ll light the way, make monsters flee,
When you are weak i’ll carry thee.
When we’re apart the love that binds
Will hold us close in hearts and minds.
When stormy skies may lay ahead,
Your heart is broken, full of dread,
I’ll give you strength, my dear don’t fret,
Together we’ll face any threat.
My love, these words i give to you,
To show the love we have so true,
A love no world can tear apart,
You’re here within me, here in my heart.
©janene jordan

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The Hostage

Stifled screams in a black abyss,
Heartbeat missing, gone, amiss.
Icy moonlight, night- time wake,
Pink ones, blue ones, pills to take.
Hollow insides, frozen core,
Stealthy hidden arms cut raw.
Gritty eyes that drown the soul,
Flashbacks of a life now stole,
Wrapped in loneliness, cradled by fear.
Depression has just one prisoner here.
The chains that bind you cannot see,
Dig in my flesh, destroying me.
The sour surrender i should take,
Whispers, choices i must make.
Too scared to live, too scared to die,
Too tired to fight, too tired to try,
Endless whirlwinds in my head,
Would they stop if i were dead?
Someone please throw down a rope,
Stop me drowning,  help me cope.
For death is not the path i choose,
Depression wins and i will lose.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017

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When the Demons Come

When the demons come knocking and break down the door,
When you’re begging for mercy laid out on the floor,
When they hollow your insides and destroy your soul,
When it it seems that the end of your life is their goal,
When they rob you you of friendships and leave you alone,
When they show mistakes for which you cannot attone,
When they circle your mind like vultures of prey,
When they fill it with sadness, hurt and dismay.
When they steal you of sleep like thieves in the night,
When the day comes that you’re to weary to fight,
When they leave you unwashed and rob you of pride,
When you they leave you exposed with no places to hide,
When they shroud you in darkness and fill you with pain,
When their icy venom runs cold and hard through your veins,
When the fear of tomorrow is too much to bear,
When your body fills with terror and your lungs empty of air,
When the demon is winning and your light has but gone,
Now is just just darkness where a light brightly shone.
Remember you’ve beat this, you’ve won this before,
This demon that’s knocking, that’s come for it’s war,
You’ve survived many battles and you carry the scars,
Don’t give up now, you’ve come way too far.
When the demons come knocking remember this rhyme,
You have have won every battle, and you can beat them this time.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017

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Loneliness

A blue tinged heart that beats alone,
Hangs beneath this skin and bone.
The loneliness that fills this shell,
Where demons also hide and dwell.

The silent screams no-one will hear,
From empty eyes a single tear
Will run along a frozen cheek,
A ray of hope is what it seeks.

Giggles in another room,
So far from all this doom and gloom.
No visitors shall come for me,
This cage prevents me being free.

My arms in chains, they long to hold,
The comfort from another soul.
They fear rejection, words unkind.
The workings of a broken mind.

The days and nights are all but one,
No greeting of the morning sun.
For loneliness it does remain
To fill my heart of all its pain.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017

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Pure Love

Did i say how much i loved you?
 How my heart beats just for you?
How this world could end tomorrow,
 As long as i have you?
Your every drop of sunshine,
You’re the wind that softly blows.
You’re the answer to the question,
That no-one else will know,
You’re the hands of time that’s ticking,
Each second passing in pure bliss.
Every moment locked in memories,
None happier than this.
You’re the brightly coloured rainbow,
Stretching out across the sky.
Your every single twinkle,
Dancing brightly in my eye.
Our love cannot be broken,
Should we ever be apart,
My darling you may not know know this,
But you will always have my heart.
Do you know how much i love you?
How my love is oh so true?
How this love i have within me,
Consumes me through and through.
Our love will always bind us,
In troubled times and tears,
Our love was built to last us,
For life’s eternal years.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017

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Scars

A blade of grass blows out of time,
an easy mind no longer mine,
Through eyes a view now monochrome,
the colour draining from this home.

The clouds that pass turn into beasts
I close my eyes to make it cease,
But laughter resonates within,
From demons underneath my skin.

The sunlight streaming through the glass,
Lights up the horrors of my past,
The chains from which i can’t escape,
To trust in love was my mistake.

Daffodils nod and they agree,
They’re questioning my sanity,
But they can’t see the scars inside,
This wretched torment that i hide.

For every scar it tells a tale,
betraying me each time i fail.
Reminding me that i’ve no worth,
A cruel taunt i’ve been told since birth.

A childhood lost from cruel abuse,
Instilled me in this mental noose.
A system broke, it’s answer pills
The victims lose, depression kills.

Copyright © Janene Jordan | Year Posted 2017

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