jackyxohh

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I'm Jacky. I'm 16. I live at the zoo.

Quotes by jackyxohh


Maybe
Maybe I act like they don't mean a thing to me.
Maybe they really don't and I've been telling the truth all along.

You don't know,
Nobody does.

I take that back,
I do-
But barely.

I hate that they're ripping us apart,
Tearing us to shreads.

At the same time,
I love them,
I love you.

How do I choose?
What makes it the right choice?
Everything is so confusing,
My vision is blurred.

My heart,
Searing with pain
As it burns a hole in my chest.

Will I overcome the pain?
Or allow the pain to overcome me?
Into a deeper love I fall,
Each time you reach your hand out,
Gripping mine-
Pulling me back to sanity.

Sometimes I feel,
As if my world is crushed,
Hopeless.
I then see your face,
Reminding me of how much
Life is worth.
Positives.

If it wasn't for you,
I wouldn't be here.

If it wasn't for you,
I wouldn't be crying.

If it wasn't for you,
My mother would trust me.

If it wasn't for you,
My life wouldn't have changed.

If it wasn't for you,
I'd still be with the wrong people.

If it wasn't for you,
I wouldn't be scared.

If it wasn't for you,
My dad would talk to me.

If it wasn't for you,
I wouldn't feel the pain.

If it wasn't for you,
I would be dead.

It was you.

You saved me
From never experiencing what life is all about.


Why is it that you treat me in this manner?
With such disrespect,
It is degrading;
Rather crude.
Why must you lie to me?
Even more importantly,
To yourself?
For how long do you expect to be successful?
Wisdom will eventually catch up to you.
One day,
Someone even brighter than I will realize
That you are of two faces.
One being falsitude,
The other demonic.
I plead of them-
Strip you of your identity;
Expose you for all the world to see.
I want only one thing-
For you to feel the pain as I do.






My Future

I sit
Lazily dreaming away.
When will i know;
What is my destiny?
How will it come to me?
Who will tell me?
I fall into a much deeper trance,
When suddenly all I see
Is Black.


I know nobody understands what I'm going through,
I don't expect them to either,
But I wish someone did.

If only someone knew-
What living each day alone,
Feeling empty inside is like.

Having a mother who could careless,
One who is only all for show.

Having a father who doesn't want anything to do with you.

Having "friends" who are only there when they want to be.
Even those who only bring more pain along with them,
Starting fights and causing more tears.

That's all life is-
Tears and pain.
Tell me,
What is the point of living?



He can't see
Through the fog so dense,
Or at least that's what he them.
If that's the case,
Then shall he never know
Just how much I'm in love with him.
Down the hills,
Through the plains
Runs crimson amongst the vastness.
Veins and vessels,
Overflowing steadily
Withdraws the emotion from my yearning.
Though, shall he never know just how much I'm in love with him.

L.O.V.E
An emotion,
Not a word.
Sometimes I wonder:
'Why did Webster add it to the dictionary?
Doesn't he care?'
"-To be fond of-..."
Please!
Love can't ever be described,
Especially not on paper.
It's something only two individuals can share,
Not three billion nationwide.
Love isn't visable-not fully anyhow.
Yes, of course a kiss displays affection,
And a hug shows attachment.
But define L.O.V.E.
You can't, can you?
No matter how hard you try,
L.O.V.E can't be defined simply.
It is an emotion,
A feeling fluttering around-
In the deepest chamber of your heart.
Never let love walk out on you.
Take control, before it's too late.
L.O.V.E.





A neverending trail out to sea,
My soldier stops.
He rests his feet.
The day grows old-
With night to come.
He bows his head,
In solemn prayer.
His thoughts are solid,
Though mind still stirring.
A sensation awakens me,
His presence lingers.
I know he's with me,
Once again.
My mind-
So peaceful and unmoving,
Yet racing,
Of mysterious and unknown thoughts.

Never before have I encountered a feeling,
Of this nature.
Everytime he wraps his arms around me
I get this tingling sensation,
Like the fluttering of a butterfly's wings.

Unbelievable.

How can it be,
That he is so perfect?

We are so perfect.