The Lonely One |
I am so alone, there's no one home.I couldn't hear anything when she was on the phone.I'm so consumed with all this grief, it hurts too badly, it's beyond belief.When your wit and your charm do nothin...
Posted by Johnboy on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 12:15:00 PST |
Trick |
The light begins to grow dim. Wind rustling through the limbs. The cold wind comes creeping in. Darkness takes over, and the haunting sound begins.Not wanting to hear what I just hea...
Posted by Johnboy on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 06:18:00 PST |
Shallow Heart |
Into the abyss, I continue to fall. Wondering if you will miss me at all. With a voice so faint, it sounds like the words of a saint. A voice so faint, it falls on def ears, only wishing you were her...
Posted by Johnboy on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 08:32:00 PST |
Half of Me |
This feeling of insecurity, I can not overcome. Feeling an impurity, that can not be overrun. Feeling strong and fragile all at the same time. It's so frustratingnot to have someone. Someone to talk ...
Posted by Johnboy on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 10:29:00 PST |
Isolation |
I reach for you, but you are nowhere around. I call for you, but hear not a sound. I searched for you for days, for weeks. Your company, and affection is what I seek. Consumed by this grief, torment...
Posted by Johnboy on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 09:31:00 PST |
Designated Drinker |
Sitting here feeling fine, I turn down the alcohol time after time. Finally I've had enough, pass that bottle, it's time to get fucked up. Shit starts kicking in. I'm buzzing once again, here with a...
Posted by Johnboy on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 09:15:00 PST |
Slipping |
Standing alone in your on little world, you used to be so alive. It hurts me to know how it will unfurl, to know you are deteriorating inside. You used to be so in control. Suddenly you are not quite...
Posted by Johnboy on Mon, 28 May 2007 12:58:00 PST |
Deaths Door |
Peering into the abyss, I only see the ones I will miss. Seeing the ones I adore, sensing emotions I have never felt before. I fear I am getting close to deaths door. Remembering what once was. Maki...
Posted by Johnboy on Mon, 28 May 2007 01:26:00 PST |
One |
Trapped in my own personal hell, this room becomes my cell. There are no windows, there is no door, just a ceiling, four walls, and a floor. A light appears, it was not there before. Emotionless, i ...
Posted by Johnboy on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 07:56:00 PST |
My Fathers Cry |
A heart made of stone, feelings never shown. Hiding whats inside of us, killing with silence. Not a word uttered to me, nothing felt, nothing free. This is my father's cry. Alone I continue to grow, ...
Posted by Johnboy on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 07:23:00 PST |
