Victoria Johnson: Favorites

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Kelvin

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

kj Foster

Kelvin

Rise up little fire.
Can’t you feel the great heat within you.
You’ll never be missed in death if you never start to live.
The sparks scare me too.
We can’t control where we grow.

It wasn’t an accident.
It was out of necessity.
The universe needed our presence.
It has a service,
just one thing it needs from us.

In return, we live.

That in fact, is the requirement to live.
Loud. And with great force.
Crackle.
So that even the coldest phantoms can feel it.
Don’t be afraid to melt them.

It will hurt. But what other choice do you have?
Sizzle. Putter. *****.
Never.
Build. Burn. Blaze.

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Blessed

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Kristian Alexander George

Blessed

Everyone of you is blessed.
I was facing a year,
never shed a tear,
I have not a single fear.

I'm always facing these tests.
I will never be weak,
you can can call me a freak,
but through God I speak.

In times of ultimate stress.
I find beauty in the time,
I will never lose my mind,
love makes me feel fine.

Even in the hard times, I find my blessings, I find his love in lost time. I find myself in his blood. He took upon my shame so I could live free.

#god #jesus #blessed

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

oh, the door

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Syd

oh, the door

it was late one winter night
when I first realized
I was fighting a war I would never win
a fight that was fought within my own skin
skin that I realized
I would never feel comfortable in
now
I look at freckles like name tags
scars like reminders
and bruises as memories
that I wish I did not remember
I've since become accustomed to
long sleeves and blue jeans
and people asking things
like "how did you get that one?"
"oh, the door," I would quietly say,
never to tell that the door
had a name.

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Moments

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Lazlo Mehl

Moments

My moments with you
Have been undeniable true
Moments of pure pleasure
Moment of pure pain
Hurt beyond measure
But love beyond treasure
Sweet moments off loving
Unhappy moments of tears
We have shared all these moments
Throughout our years
We both treasure these moments
Each and every day
Moments are our memories
Those moments are our hearts
We've had many moments
And still do each year
These little moments we treasure
And will always cherish
For many years to come

#love #tears #together #moments #partners

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

School

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Alexis A

School

S.C.H.O.O.L.
Several Cruel Hours Of Our Lives
It's not really that bad
But I am obsessing
Must have perfect grades
But I'm too shy to speak up
I have to get my teachers to like me
But I can't open my mouth
I am feeling overwhelmed
But I won't stop caring so much
I'll finish with highest honors
For these cruel hours
Can change your future

Just stressed a bit with school, letting it all out. I have a problem with being a perfectionist, but I don't really care. I want to get into an ivy league, but alas, we will see what happens.

#of #hours #cruel #school #work #shy #our #several #perect #honors

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Cutting out Pain

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Alexis A

Cutting out Pain

You caught me with a blade
Pressed against my stomach
Drawing blood
You told me Jesus loves me
And world war 3 would stop
If I'd just call out on him

You told me that wouldn't make life easier
But it would help me live
A happy healthy life
But I can't give it up
My attempts at grasping for control

My shirt had blood on it
You watched me clean off the blood
You sighed, and reminded me
That I was worth something
Of course, I didn't hear you

I'm worrying now
That you'll tell my mom
That I'll get shipped off some place
Where they keep sharp things away
My blade has dulled
And so has the pain
I swear, I'll stop
I just needed to feel better

A letter to a friend who caught me cutting yesterday. I don't really know any other way of saying how I feel, so here it is.

#cutting #worry #pain #friend #mom #blood #jesus #blade #hospital #clean

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

The Truth Hurts

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Alexis A

The Truth Hurts

What should I do?
I told you the truth
And now it's being used
I'm protecting myself with a ruse
To hide all of the lies
And the fact that I cry
As I cut my skin
And watch myself die
But now you're telling my mom
Just when we were starting to get along
I don't know what else to say
But I hope you have a good day

So a friend found my cuts (see the poem below to hear more about it) But we are going to have a 'discussion' about it with my mom. It's going to **** me, that is, if I don't die first

#trust #cutting #lies #truth #cry #die #mom #blood #used #ruse

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

A love like yours.

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Nickols

A love like yours.

Your love is like a forbidden fruit at the top of a tree;
I could strive for the juicy apple,
reaching out; standing on the tips of my toes,
stretching my body as far as it could go,
only to have my straining fingers graze the bottom of the redden fruit,
for it to slip out of my starving hands.

A love like yours. Girl, it's too good to be true.

#love

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

The steps.

Sep 2014 Victoria Johnson

Nickols

The steps.

Contains a hidden soul.
Within the blackest of holes.

Harboring the box,
brimming with malcontent.
Contains a hidden soul.
Within the blackest of holes.

Lies of false debauchery.
Harboring the box,
brimming with malcontent.
Contains a hidden soul.
Within the blackest of holes.

My anger lining a taste of agony.
Lies of false debauchery.
Harboring the box,
brimming with malcontent.
Contains a hidden soul.
Within the blackest of holes.

Pain laced from a carnal betrayal,
My anger lining a taste of agony.
Lies of false debauchery.
Harboring the box,
brimming with malcontent.
Contains a hidden soul.
Within the blackest of holes.

My shame, the final step.
Pain laced from a carnal betrayal,
My anger lining a taste of agony.
Lies of false debauchery.
Harboring the box,
brimming with malcontent.
Contains a hidden soul.
Within the blackest of holes.

You win...
You finally win...

What you win, I haven't the clue.