Jake Martin : Writing

done for now

done for now

A Poem by Jake Martin


the time must cometo let you inbut i have doubtsas to whenyou bring the lightsand you fall downi got another question, professorcan you tell methe ans..
good idea

good idea

A Poem by Jake Martin


i will keep my head downi will listen to youand all the things you saywill keep my thoughts in silencewe fear our feelings more than violenceand all t..
i wonder how you think

i wonder how you think

A Poem by Jake Martin


tell me where you've gone it seems to me that all the things you said were just plain lies but i try to give the credit where it's..
everything we have seen

everything we have seen

A Poem by Jake Martin


if i had told youor if i had been somewhat smarti think i'd tell youexactly what i'm thinking buteverybody's coming homeand everybody calls my nameif ..
with those two mistakes you will be looking over your shoulder

with those two mistakes you will be looking over y..

A Poem by Jake Martin


i know you're thinkingthat this is all a waste of timebut let me tell youoh, that the pleasure all is minebecause nobody carestheir attention spans ar..
a time too many

a time too many

A Poem by Jake Martin


when was the last timeyou looked up and thoughtof your complicationswe forget to lose our selveswhen was the last timeyou've seen the end of thesenons..
will you believe the flashing lights?

will you believe the flashing lights?

A Poem by Jake Martin


what would i give foranother day withthe greatest feeling on earthaway from eyes andloaded opinionsi think i sense a maniayou call me selfish?you call..
remains of the day.

remains of the day.

A Poem by Jake Martin


bring back all the daysmy favorite holidaysi dream it all awaycause i don't know another waymaybe you couldmaybe you could stayeverybody saystake me t..
just three tries

just three tries

A Poem by Jake Martin


if i said that time is wasting awaythere's always so much more i could saywhen i left you out in the coldthey always act so oldand you will cry with m..
new lot old not

new lot old not

A Poem by Jake Martin


bring yourself roundright back to the startyou fell of your high horsebecause it tore you apartwhat's in store for me?your smooth voice always saysi r..