February 2012
11 posts
11 tags
5 tags
The Sweetest Boy
Never intends to break a promise,
But can’t seem to keep them.
7 tags
A Poem By Jacob Reina
The icon that rests upon the worlds shrine is love.
It is the holy ghost and the life within us.
Love blesses us at a time of need.
From the son who is cradled in his mothers arms,
To the spark that lights the holy matrimony.
Love is splendid.
Love is direct.
Love is the life within us.
9 tags
Picture Perfect Past
The internet makes it too easy
For me to torture myself
As I flip in and through
Your pictures.
Your smile always looked better when it wasn’t mine.
Now I get to spend all night
Stabbing myself with these blades of
Photos.
Even the ones with me in them hurt.
Thinking,
Dreaming,
Hoping
Of the day in which
Those days return
So I can ruin that smile
And call it...
10 tags
6 tags
Talking To Myself As The Stars Dance For Everyone...
Silently
Slipping
Away.
Swallowing
My pride,
Swallowing
The pain.
Callused words,
Cursed
And cold.
Fragilely
Spoken,
Meaning
Mistaken.
The bedroom
Window,
Gate to
Another
Portal.
Wrapped
Up in
Constellations of
Female
Relations.
A lonely
Homebody
Glued to
The wall.
Cover
The frail
Painting,
Watch
Greatness
Fall.
Systematically,
...
5 tags
I'd Rather Have The Alcohol Eat At My Liver, Than...
drown in a bottle.
remember why you
chose to drink
in the first place.
forget the next morning.
take a shot,
a gun or the,
bottle, either way,
it won’t be better
than yesterday.
spin the room
to a song we
can all dance to.
turn the lights
off; a darkness
everywhere mood.
sitting on the couch, as
the bread tries to
soak up this
21st night, and my
hands leave a
warm...
I've tried listening to old songs and new songs
But they’re all about you.
January 2012
10 posts
The oceans are full and I feel empty
7 tags
First Rainfall
You know the sound,
You’ve heard it before.
With every pitter,
A thought.
With every patter,
A vision.
And as the drum roll comes down
On your rooftop,
Your mind explodes with colors
And imagination.
Dancing, twirling,
And kissing in the rain.
The thought of being wet
While staying dry excites you the most.
To let your feet belly flop into the
Puddles, keeps you young.
The...
7 tags
Happy Birthday.
5 years ago I started
From Under The Rug.
Just on some pieces of paper, in a binder, in class.
Today I’m chasing the same dreams as I was when I was 15.
There is plenty of room to grow into with this project.
No, not project.
With this movement.
I invite you all to join me.
For the 5th year of existance I’m throwing together a From Under The Rug showcase.
Shirts.
Stickers.
...
Anyone will do tonight.
No grand gesture today.
Twisting my body
And pulling my hair
Just to be something you want.
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December Forever
Comfort me with something generic.
Grace my soul with sympathy
And fix this broken smile with a promise of tomorrow.
There is no will that runs through these veins,
There is no life.
The glory that was once sought
Consumed everything in sight.
Lay down your arms,
Lay down your words.
Lay down your promises,
As I lay myself down.
All of my best days are behind me.
If I Don't Wake Up, Then You're Not Really Gone
I could go back and think about all those times we’ve never shared.
About all the times I asked you to do something for me,
But you never did.
I can try to remember those days where we were worlds apart,
But that wont help me today.
Today,
I’d rather think of all the times you held me.
I’d rather think of the moments where we felt the best.
I’d rather think about...
December 2011
4 posts
5 tags
A Sound
Let’s be like the stars.
And I don’t mean to glow, or be beautiful,
Let’s just be untouchable.
I think there’s something infinite
About being out of reach.
Imagine all the desire about you.
How wonderful it would be to lust,
Fantasize,
About being nothing more than a thought
Or a belief.
An image that can’t ever be painted.
That emotion when you hear your favorite song.
That’s what we...
5 tags
Summer, I Can't Stop Thinking About You
I hate you.
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I...
November 2011
4 posts
Part 3: L.S.D
Minded.
Cluddered.
At times useless,
But mainly restless.
Flirtation leads to
Hesitation within.
Longing for
The front door.
Kept inside,
Wept outside;
Inside out.
Thought about
Suicide,
But the thought died.
Conceived my own wounds.
Still have nothing to prove.
Unwind,
Bottles of wine.
The T.V’s on,
Televised wrong.
Still here,
Either frightened or bored.
Tried...
Parts Of Loss
October 2011
3 posts
September 2011
1 post
1 tag
August 2011
4 posts
4 tags
EMAILS, FOR ANY BROCASION.
himymdailydose:
sugarfixdirtytricks:
Sympathy.
To: Bro.
From: Bro.
Subject: Dude.
“Sorry Bro.”
Congratulations.
To: Bro.
From: Bro.
Subject: BRO!
“Nice, Bro!”
Get Well Soon.
To: Bro.
From: Bro.
Subject: Bro…
“Don’t give up bro!”
Happy Birthday.
To: Bro.
From: Bro.
Subject: Dude.
“Drinks on me, bro!”
Thinking Of You.
To: Not applicable.
From: Not applicable.
Subject: Not...
Somewhere Elsewhere
With her brunette smile And her tender love in my hands, I started up that engine With plans to leave far from here. To new days with unfamiliar faces And graceful skies full of wonder. To stop time… That’s what I was trying to do. I’m sorry these past few weeks have been A little undesirable, But life is what you make it out to be. Let’s make it our own love story To stop...
I'd Rather Be Nothing Than To Claim To Be...
Like everything else that breaks,
Particles and branches alike,
I see the cracks in the concrete
And fallen leaves on the ground and think,
What does last forever?
Is it a thought,
Or an emotion?
If so, then who
Is here to read these thoughts
And feel these emotions after we leave?
What about the force
That contains us in this sphere?
Does the law of gravity hold true
Once this
Planet of...
June 2011
2 posts
Twigs
The Wings I Give Save
A big supporter of me and my work,
And I am a huge supporter of the work going on over there.
Twigs is helping me out by selling one of their shirts as a bundle package with my new book thats coming out titled, A Moot Point.
But please, I urge you to check out the shirts for yourself.
Such a positive movement going on,
Get behind it.
A MOOT POINT
The next chapter.
Every word that I write is a dream come true.
Every day I live is a goal reached.
Don’t get me wrong,
I’m still that young wide eye boy who is locked up in his room.
But my thoughts have escaped these four walls
And have wrapped themselves around the sun.
I feel my bones breaking through my skin
As I begin to grow.
My tongue slides up and down this life
...
May 2011
6 posts
Just don’t go falling in love without me
April 2011
13 posts
