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 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
I fear rejection
Yet I told you how I felt
And now I'm waiting here
With this nothingness
And that's one problem
With speaking through glass screens
But every time I speak to you
I find myself anxious
And I feel like I'll get rejected
But I usually
Reject myself
Before I get rejected by anyone else
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
I can almost just see
How I'll be when I'm old
Gone a little distant
A little cold
From all the things I was never told
Pushed to the edge
With a loose hold
Always afraid of drowning
But even more afraid of never letting go
Till one day
I break the hold
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
I like the way you talk
There's nothing more I can add to that
I like the way you walk
Like you have somewhere to be
I like your smile and how it warms me
I like how your awkwardness seems confident
I like how you're caring
I like how you're sweet
I like how you want to say something
Then don't want to at the same time
I like how you ask questions randomly
I like how you're poem turned out
That you wrote when I asked so I could see your writing
I like your spelling and grammar mistakes
I like that you put up with me being sarcastic
I like how when you ask how I'm feeling
And when I respond honestly you don't judge me
I like how the more I learn about you
The more this list grows
I like you
And that's honesty
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
I built a cage around myself
I built a cage made of self doubt
I built a key to open it
I locked it quick in panic
I threw the key as I was losing it
I soundproofed it so you wouldn't have to deal with me
Now I scream and cry
But you don't hear it
These cries for help don't reach you
I built a cage around myself
And all it caused was loneliness
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
What's this feeling
Because it seems I've been torn apart
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
Let me run silently
So you won't hear me
Let me run silently
So I can disappear into this nothingness
You left
let me run silently
To the edge
Let me run off the edge
Like a suicide
I'll be the dumb girl
Who went a little too far
Oh but I'm not scared of that
I'm scared you'll reach to catch me
Once I've fallen dead
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
The idea is so nice
That there could be a me and you
A me with a you
Just the idea of you being mine
Buts a smile on my face
And happiness on my mind
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
He brought back her bright smile
From when she was a child
But he didn't need her smile
He just wanted her affection
To ease his own fears
And soon she'd drown in her own tears
As she realized that
The only reason it got so bright
Is that she was getting run over
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
Always looking for a place to hide
Always looking for a way to run
Always looking to someplace where I'm not
 Aug 2014
Gwen Johnson
I found myself in a land free of troubles
Then came shaking
The world turned inside out
Now the falling
Panic rushing through me
What was that?
Faint whisper
I can't make it out
Then it comes louder
You
Need
To
Wake
Up
Then it all crumbles
I'm back
Good morning
 Aug 2014
Ann M Johnson
The perfect poem went through my mind every word seemed
sublime
It had perfect rhyme
It had the perfect amount of lines
Unfortunately I ran out of time to grab pen and paper
Now it forever eludes me
This seemed fitting it happened again the other day
I thought of a perfect poem and by the time I got pen and paper
I forgot the poem, sorry you missed it.
 Aug 2014
Ann M Johnson
My eyes may be dry, that's because I cry inside
All the rainy days lately inspired this poem
 Aug 2014
Ann M Johnson
Life is like a drive thru at times the message is unclear
The words seems obscure
You often don't get what you ordered in life
There is a lot of chaos and strife
We experience pain that cuts like a knife
We are so hurried and rushed
It makes me wonder why all this fuss
I am trying a new style with this poem
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