Jessica Lynn Polley : Writing

Millennium

Millennium

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


I do not know what I was expecting...I don't know why I was so surprised,I knew exactly what was coming...I could see it your eyes.I hope my heart was..
Rage

Rage

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


I am fallingI am brokenYou say you love whats inside,But inside I am frozen...I don't know what it is.and I do not quite know how to sayThat all I rea..
Words

Words

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


Why do the words evade me when I have something to say?Why do they refuse to see me? Why do they run away?I do not want to fight in this battle anymor..
When angels die

When angels die

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


With wings of silver and eyes of gold...she remembers a story never told.A time of darkness and tainted blood,the twisted images almost to much.The ti..
Imaginary friend

Imaginary friend

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


He taps his cold and bony fingers on the table that is the same.Knowing tomorrow may not come, he takes pride in his little games.He knows a truth tha..
Some pleasure with my pain.

Some pleasure with my pain.

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


I want to express to you the need that burns inside.The want to do something different, and the inability to hide.My minds is always racing, and my th..
Inside myself beside myself

Inside myself beside myself

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


I am in a better place than now,a more solid time than this.Somewhere that everything I can be...mixes with everything that is.With a softer cushion t..
Dying is a must

Dying is a must

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


The color is seeping through the cracksas grey and black course through my veins.Its just another broken holiday here,or at best it is just a game...A..
My Crutch

My Crutch

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


I am laying here in a dark place,and I can see the pain in the walls.For I am sure this is where,the world watches its weakest fall.Why am I at this p..
She holds the gun.

She holds the gun.

A Poem by Jessica Lynn Polley


Can't be forgotten, but wont be mentioned...in the pungent air that is filled with tension.A bubbling storm right inside his eyes,as sirens rape the s..