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Sits by a wall
Face expressionless
He stares into the void.
Tired of the world
Running in circles all day long
She is across the city
Crying her eyes out
Drowning in tears
She throws her computer
Out the window
Of her fancy house
What is the point?
He wonders
Totally immersed in this state of mind
What did I do?
Wandering Blind
through the world of thought
of the quarrel of darkness and light
Her parents walk into her room
Yelling all sort of foul things
She screams back at them:
You don’t know who I am
Who I want to be
You never wanted me
here did you?
You don't love me.
You don't love me
She runs out of the room
And out of the house.
To sit in the garden
Her tears run dry
Left and Right he looks
On a bus to Chicago
All around him he sees crooks
Everyone has the potential
To be evil
Is he depressed?
He is
and he accepts
He does not want to try anymore.
She runs down the street
To her best friend’s house
Check the door.
Gone
She walks the road
With no hope
Of finding that.
He gets off at the Hotel he has to stay at
His parents call
Where’ve you been?
He has no reply as he heads to the window
He’s always been afraid of heights
Jack! What are you doing!? His parents yell
What am I doing? He asks himself
He sits on the bed, mute.
She continues to walk.
And walk and walk.
Until she can’t anymore
She’s reached the end of the world
And nobody’s there
She doesn’t know how to get out
It looks drab and angry
Perfect, she decides
The next day at school
Jack decides to leave.
He’s sick
He’s feels tortured
He’s been nowhere
His whole life spent in a dreary little suburb of Chicago.
And what has he accomplished?
What.
She is thirsty
Started to die
But in the distance she spots a small object
A well?
She heads up the hill
Wanting
Needing
Jack takes his bike, and pedals
Pedals all through the city
And never stops
He keeps going
And Going
And going
away from this hell
away from the world
away from them
away from himself
She grabs some water and is about to drink
As she touches the bucket to her lips
She realizes how lonely she is
She turns around and.
Smack
She is hit by a bike
The two roll down the hill.
She is angry but does not realize
how happy she is
Apologetic is he.
Hey I’m Jack he says
She smiles wryly. I’m Jill.
They smile at each other
as they make the long trip home.
- by mistorious |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/08/2010 |
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- Title: Jack and Jill
- Artist: mistorious
- Description: not going to lie, this is a bit angsty, and a little awkward. I've been attempting to make it better.
- Date: 05/08/2010
- Tags: jack jill
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- Harleen Francis Quinzel - 05/08/2010
- WTF??????..... I like it. xD
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