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Jordan Ray Aug 2018
I'm sweaty and flustered.
I can't control the panic in my palms.
Without you, I'm stuck in a constant push and pull with myself.
I try to forget but smells and places just remind me once again.
Imagine if you felt the same. Just a silly image I'm constantly clinging to.
I know you've forgotten and moved on. I wish you could know.
I've grown, learned and experienced my own truths.
We could be the image on silver screens.
But my screen is transparent as your words left me so.
Apologetically Naked.
I am Sollestomolecularlyutensilsilistrilyatomicallygigamomentously Sorry.
Jordan Ray Aug 2018
My tongue continues to talk, even when my heart has become silent.
My eyes stay open, even when my sight has blurred.
My embrace remains warm, even when my skin is cold.
My body commits, even when my mind has left.

Your tongue is silent, even when your heart continues to talk.
Your eyes close, even when your sight has cleared.
Your embrace turns cold, even when your skin is warm.
Your body turns and leaves, even when your mind wants to stay.

We were never synchronized swimmers in the deep end.
We were simply beginners in the shallow.
Jordan Ray Jul 2018
I've got to say, you know I love your eyes,
And I don't care, because I know who's behind,
Just close those lips, that I've been dying to kiss,
And I will try to take away, all of your pain.

But if you're holding his hand, then I don't know,
Where I stand, my love, you're breaking me.
And Surely you know, I bet you can see,
My love, you're breaking me.
Breaking Me
Jordan Ray Jun 2018
I don't tend to write when I'm happy,

Which is why there aren't many happy poems in my inventory,

When I'm happy, I'm too busy enjoying myself,

It's when I'm sad or upset that I find comfort,

in scribbling away my troubles.
Jordan Ray May 2018
Watch my face, as I take your warm embrace.
There's no smile, hasn't been one for a while.
'Cause you don't listen to me, you don't listen to me.
No, you don't listen to me, why don't you listen to me.

I let you steal my stars, steal my stars.
I let you have my heart, have my heart.
I let you have your way, every second, every minute, every day.
But you never really listen to me.
These are song lyrics as opposed to poetry!
Jordan Ray May 2018
Does gravity keep you grounded?
Or does he place your head in the clouds only to pull you back.

Maybe if he wasn't there, you'd float like a butterfly.
Gravity hurts me when he keeps his force on you.

Like a law I can't break.
His ***** claws scratching and latching at your shoes.

I will never be as strong as gravity, or as good looking.
But maybe with the help of the moon, I can shift him. Loosen his grip.

And maybe one day soon, we'll both fly together.
Jordan Ray May 2018
"Would you like to buy a shoe?"

My words ring around the school yard.
Laughter bounces back to me.

The only laugh I focus on is yours.
A simple joke allows me to admire that soft smile of yours.

Our pupils dilate, did I ever tell you how stunning your blue eyes are?
I'd been speaking to you for quite some time, but time seemed to stop in that one moment.

The first time I actually said something to you in person.

I'll never forget that moment, despite the fact that a wall of sharp roses stands between us.
I hope you haven't forgotten it either.
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