August 2020 – Poetry Written By Jacob Armendariz

Giving Help

I try to help people in ever way I can some events happen, that we don’t understand. We then become lost, while playing in the sand drowning in thoughts, how much can you stand? But don’t be too negative, theres always a helping hand I believe this is my purpose, but theres no “master plan”Continue reading “Giving Help”

Someone’s Watching…

There’s someone always watching every move you makewaiting ’til you slip upuntil your big mistake.Their life is far too boring it’s become a great big void.Why live their own life when it’s yours that they enjoy?They’ll be watching from afartrying to see it all,maybe from their car or peeking over a wall.We’re all lonely peoplelivingContinue reading “Someone’s Watching…”

Father Troubles

Now when i reminisce I’ve realized your conscious doesn’t exist. All the good you’ve done have become myths you don’t even care if I disappear like mist. I insist you try to fix the problems you resist so that maybe one day we can all co-exist. I love you and I hope you know that,Continue reading “Father Troubles”

Dancing With The Wind

Im dancing with the wind we’re drifting into space while losing track of time still a smile on my face. We move with total ease at the count of 1,2,3 and as we sway, so do the trees. Everything as one moving to the rhythm of the drum. Back and forth, side to side motherContinue reading “Dancing With The Wind”

Old Peers

After years and years it’s weird to see one of my old peers right in front of me. With the time that’s passed we’ve grown apart, but time has no value when you live in my heart. It’s crazy how much we’ve grown and all the stories we own. You’re just like i remember butContinue reading “Old Peers”

Dark Tunnels

The tunnel’s getting dark I can’t tell my paths apart to the left or to the right uncertainty clouds my mind. Plans are always changing don’t get too attached like an disloyal friend they’ll stab you in the back. I promise that with time these problems will disappear, But life is a reoccurring circle otherContinue reading “Dark Tunnels”

My Old Sweetheart

You dwell in my thoughts and curse my dreamsI think of you constantly, everyday it seems.I wish to be near you, to hold and comfort youto fall into the deepest of loves with you.But you despise me, and this much is trueyou told me I stank, so where do I rankamongst the lovers who hurtContinue reading “My Old Sweetheart”