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237 · Apr 2016
Mercurial
John Apr 2016
Swinging back and forth in my headspace
Picking and choosing what my tongue says
In my brain, there is always a battle to be won
Unsure of causing trouble or of having a little fun
Seconds tick by and then minutes turn to hours
These thoughts, they grow into beautiful broken flowers
236 · Aug 2017
no zenith
John Aug 2017
there is no end to the river of tears
no stopping the onslaught of fears
no end to that which has been seared
no zenith to love which i've been geared
toward
236 · Apr 2016
Spitting Teeth
John Apr 2016
I got lopped in the face and
All I got was this mouthful of blood
Holding my head up high
With my shoes in the mud

Crusty-eyed, like I just rose from a long sleep
Wiping them clean with an old rag
I can see now, but then my ears start to ring
Hoisting myself up, an old and tattered flag

Cracking my neck, my ears clear again
The noise is like a bell calling me home
I take a step and my knees buckle
Take it as it comes like a young Ethan Frome

Standing up straight, my senses intact
For a moment, I ponder the crystal lake before me
Then I strip and I dive and I smile today
For once I was blind, but now I see clearly
233 · Apr 2016
spent
John Apr 2016
Why, oh, why
Do you cry, cry, cry?

Out into the night
Or on my shoulder

Tears are all you know
It's time I go, go, go

Around the block
Or across the Universe

You see all the bad
You're so sad, sad, sad

In the early morning
Or long after sunset

I try to make you see
I just ask "please, please, please..."

Whispering in your ear
Or shouting at the back of your head

You tell me you've changed
Yet all you do is blame, blame, blame

It used to be your family
But now it's all directed at me

Your smile masks your intent
After it all, I feel so spent
spent

spent
230 · Sep 2014
Luna
John Sep 2014
Luna is everything.
In the air we breathe
and the nighttime wind.
The stories we weave.
And the things we see.

Luna is everything.
She hangs innocently.
With sinister intentions.
What is it that we're seeing?
The Moon and what she's doing.
230 · Mar 2014
Spare
John Mar 2014
I wanna know
So before you go
As the lights fade
Before the love we've made
Would you spare
Me the scare?

And now the clouds are high
You tell me that you know why
I've never gotten around to come around
Why my vice has always been the sound
Of your lips parting
229 · Dec 2012
Those Holes Between Words
John Dec 2012
Okay
So just do me this one favor
Please
Just sit down
If you're already seated, great
Stay there

Now
Relax
Close your eyes
For a while
Listen to your thoughts

Listening?
If you listen hard enough
You may just be able to make out
The
Spaces
Between each
And every
Thought
Try it

Do you recognize the spaces?
It might be so easy
At first
But once you
Relax
And keep trying
It should become
Pretty
Easy

This is a form of meditation
I try to do it every day
When a situation becomes
Overly stressful
Or things seem to be getting
Out of hand
Up there in my
Brain
Nothing works better
When you just want
To
Slow
Down

After all
If there were no
Spaces
Between
These
Words
You could read them
Sure
But try
Readingeverythinglikethisforanextremelyextendedperiodoftimean­dkeepdoingitandkeepdoingitandjustkeepgoingkeepreadingihopeyourest­illreadingthisbecauseifyourenotthenyouregoingtomissthepointofthis­wholeexercisesoihopeyoureadthewholethingforthesakeofyoureowninteg­rityohandyouhavenoideahowharditistofightmyurgetohitthespacebarrig­htnowitsprettyridiculousbutanywayifyoumanagedtoreadthisentirestri­ngofnonsenseithankyoueversodearly

If that made any sense
And it probably
Didn't
Then you probably have
A clearer picture
Of what I'm getting at
Or not
227 · Sep 2014
Mourning in the Morning
John Sep 2014
I'd call you hoping
To see things differently
And maybe wishing
Things never got this bad
But life is filled with filler
A lot of things don't mean much
Sometimes these times can be a killer
And I don't plan on being your crutch

These days I've found the pep
In my step that I've been searching for
For my whole life and I can't help
The things you do and I won't try anymore

Like that I'm rudely interrupted
Pulled from a fantastic fever dream
My mind's been bent and corrupted
Don't expect you to know what I mean
All I wanted was some compassion
Some care never hurt no one
Guess I'm looking in the wrong direction
Maybe I'm just staring too hard at the Sun

But I like the way it feels
When I'm bathed in all it's glory
My skin tingles on the steering wheel
White lights tell a gory story
When you're mourning in the morning
224 · May 2016
blue/green waves
John May 2016
now if you die
come see me
we'll hitch a ride

green-tipped blue waves
the sky is a reflection
we're crouching in caves

you don't say a word
you take it like a man
after all you've seen & heard

we don't wanna talk about it
so we just sit with our thousand yard stares
it might be time we got out of each others' hair
224 · Mar 2016
i would die
John Mar 2016
I would die
to be something else
I will die
become something brand new
and I'll fly
I'll fly
I'll fly...

If you want a piece
a shot at me
then take aim
but make sure
make sure
your gun
is clean
224 · Aug 2016
the human dream
John Aug 2016
it's the human dream
the "isn't what it seems"
the bottom, the underneath
the top and the below the beneath
224 · Sep 2016
i think i feel something
John Sep 2016
i just want to take your clothes off
see you lying there in the dim light
i love it when you speak but please
let me just absorb this surreal sight

took you home with no intentions
you drew close, whispering sadness
i told you that i liked you and you were worth it
like nothing i've ever experienced on this earth and
i think i feel something
223 · Apr 2016
Desperate Measures
John Apr 2016
Desperate times

Gritted teeth

Broken down

Ground up


Built up

From dust

Through Hell

And back


Rough circumstance

Breeds hardness

Cold hearts

Desperate measures
222 · Jul 2016
echoes
John Jul 2016
I've been staring at my feet for a long time
Yeah, long time, no see
I've been trying to think of words to describe you
Yeah, but they never come to me
Now that your voice is just an echo
It's time for me to just be
But I'm not sure I'm ready

I'm not gonna wax poetic on you
Like I always used to try to do
Just trying to get the facts straight
I'm a detective but it might be too late
Your footsteps in the sand have faded
I'm trying to catch a ghost with no bait

I've been living right, yeah
But it doesn't really feel that way
You're a monochrome sight, yeah
Got me still wishin' that you stayed
Thinkin' while I'm filling up my ashtray
Johnny don't wanna work, don't wanna play
220 · Apr 2016
nothing is as it seems
John Apr 2016
flames of hell
burning bright
you can't see it
it's like sunlight

illumination
the only thing
that transforms us
and makes us want to sing

gift from heaven
like a dream
it seems odd
nothing is as it seems

interdimensional
through time and space
seeking truths
all over the place

in this world
on this earth
we feel it all
then locked in a hearse

so before that time
its dawned on me
that nothing is by accident
nothing is as it seems
220 · Apr 2016
i am a human wound
John Apr 2016
i am a wound
a wound
on the side of the earth
that it would scratch
if it could

perhaps
i am so miniscule
it does not want to waste
the energy it would take
to ***** me out

for now
i am waiting
waiting for the day
in which i am scratched
off the face of the planet
for good
213 · Aug 2017
how i see it
John Aug 2017
every morning the sun
shines high and
bright
and as i rise
lowly and bemused
at the sight
i can't help but
wonder

all the hows
and whys
like all the colors
in the sky
they seem to blend
together
and never make
any sense
until you decide
to make some sense
of your own
212 · Apr 2016
the end is never the end
John Apr 2016
strolling through the grass
patches of dirt sprinkled about
planting seeds of hope
the sun, the moon they shout
watch intently as they grow

gripping my talisman
waiting for my woman
peering through the within
this life is filled to the brim

sprouting up and out
evolution is man's best friend
jumping through time
the end is never the end
the end is never the end
211 · Sep 2015
No One Left to Blame
John Sep 2015
So what the Hell is your name?
And where are we going?
Things never seem too tame
When we get where we're going
I think we missed our stop
But I keep looking forward
When I heard a loud pop
Tires skid on this slicked road

I found a letter from you
From a long time ago
What you said turned out untrue
And there's no one left to blame but you
210 · Apr 2016
The Easy Way is a Crime
John Apr 2016
Connecting the dots out of nowhere
This life has been quite a scare
Sudden realizations plague my being
Can't believe what it is that I'm seeing
The well was poisoned long ago
Radioactive molecules spreading through the air as it blows

What are you gonna do?
When there's nothing left to do?
How will you get off the floor this time?
When the easiest way out is a crime?

Nothing says "selfish" more than self-love
Look to the skies as they darken above
They don't want to see you succeed
They'll **** you right here, it's their creed
So sit down and shut up and be molded
When the bombs drop, like toilet paper, you'll be folded
207 · Jul 2016
graffiti
John Jul 2016
the way the light shined through the windshield that night.
it awoke something in me. that unusual, beautiful sight.
i'd never known a girl that made my hands shake.
and then take mine in hers and hold them to make it better.

i like to think maybe it was too much coffee.
maybe i got too high, too drunk. i couldn't see.
but that's just a smaller lie that i tell myself.
it's true when they say "every little bit helps."
in reality though, it was unreal. insane bliss.
but i loved her to maybe too many bits.

i wrote something in a random bar bathroom.
i'd never done that before and it felt good.
it said something vague like "i wish i could make this better."
or stupid like "she blocked me, so now i'm sending her this letter."
whatever it was, it probably isn't there anymore, no.
but i hope it seeped into the walls.
200 · Apr 2016
The Third Dimension
John Apr 2016
Don't let the
Third dimension
Get you

Down
200 · Jul 2016
uncover the unnatural
John Jul 2016
feed the beast and straighten the sheets.
feel the beat and wipe the blood with your sleeve.
time drips while you're taking slow sips.
you've got me comfortably sick. no buts, ands or ifs.

my life is flashing on the far wall.
i see all the times i'd get up after i'd fall.
you're still there, but you don't say anything.
i get scared, because i don't know anything.
197 · Apr 2016
What If...
John Apr 2016
What if

We feel

So deeply

We can't

Possibly deem

Anyone, anything

Worthy of

Our Love?
196 · Apr 2016
Her
John Apr 2016
Her
She moved without care.
You died when she touched her hair.
Then... She left you there.
196 · Oct 2015
What Love Does
John Oct 2015
You go
from
wanting to
puke
your guts up.
To
wanting to
live
forever.
193 · Jun 2016
i'm not the one
John Jun 2016
you make me feel better than i've ever felt
but you'd be better off with almost anyone else
but you'd be better off just looking out for yourself
cause lately i've been thinkin' 'bout my neck and a belt
193 · Jul 2016
clowns feel everything
John Jul 2016
she said her daddy would beat her down
spent all my time trying to turn her around
when i see her smile fade into a frown
i goof around and turn myself into a clown

clowns feel everything and she knows that
always wondering what's the source of the attack
she's always looking back, always falling flat
but now she knows it's okay, knows i've got her back
193 · Jul 2016
smoke in your hair
John Jul 2016
your hair is a filter
through which your cigarette smoke flows.
your world is off-kilter,
and where you get off, no one knows.
energy moves through you
and you act like it isn't true.
but with just one touch
you heal all my blacks and blues.
184 · Sep 2016
the fly
John Sep 2016
it makes me cry
and i don't know why
sitting and staring
wishing i was a fly

buzzing around
up, down and down
i can't remember a thing
i can't hear a sound
184 · Apr 2016
Untitled
John Apr 2016
They found his head in a ditch by the highway
The rest of him had vanished into thin air
His eyeballs had been gouged, his teeth knocked out
He had no known family to plunge into ****** despair
183 · Sep 2014
Feel the Way I Do
John Sep 2014
All I need is
a beat.
Do you know
what I mean?
Come up on the
bright streets.
Flip it around,
and it's obscene.
So baby, let me
live, let me see.
And I promise
I'll give it back,
they've got nothin' on us
because things never
looked so bright.

So bang the drum,
look my way.
Saw you smile
and look away.
That's when I knew
you feel the way I do.
Just know I feel the way you do.
178 · May 2016
burned by the light
John May 2016
reject my whole body & brain now
i can't hear a word that i'm saying
dying to live, can you show me how?
the line has blurred between working & playing

i say things without a second thought
then i wonder why the **** i'd say that
so many battles lost, almost all that i've fought
burned by the light, flapping my wings like a dead bat
John Apr 2016
at first she was passionate
at first she was kind
at first she said she liked me
and I didn't mind
even though I didn't know why

things were just great
things really seemed bright
things couldn't have gone better
she showed me the light
but then we started to fight

the end was creeping closer
the end of the line
the end of the bad and the good
every night I wanted to cry
and this time I knew why

now things are better
now things seem sort of right
now things pass me by
I feel like a bright red kite
with things on its mind
yeah these things on my mind
always these things on my mind
and I'm not sure if I know why
John Oct 2014
Things never seemed so right
as when you and I were in the fight.
Facing the wind together and
banded together, always and forever.
But things change just like that wind
and when it picks up, it carries us forward.

So avert your eyes against the light,
the light that breeds the hate and slight.
For in the dark we find ourselves
and in ourselves we find our footing.

Plant your feet firmly, babe.
I'm sorry I wasn't ready for this.
Just let your fears carry on.
Close your eyes and your thoughts are mine.
Now, I can't really help with that.
But I know all about things like that.
John Sep 2016
do you wanna die?
see everyone you've lost,
wash away tears with another good cry?
you walk around
with a monkey on your back
and the chip on your shoulder
has a formed a stubborn crack
that never seems to spread
164 · Mar 2016
seeking
John Mar 2016
what you see is not
always what you get
I've come to soak up
your pain and maybe if
I can succeed in that
I will feel that sense
of accomplishment and
love that I seek.
163 · Apr 2016
enlightened love
John Apr 2016
up here
we all float gently
down the stream of our consciousness
as our minds open, we embrace enlightened love
162 · Mar 2016
shoulders
John Mar 2016
I am what you feel
I see what you hear
I am turning the wheel
I see you holding that beer
And it looks so cold
To me, you are unbreakable
And as we grow old
Things seem to slide off our shoulders

The way I see it
We are not where we want to be
The way we feel it
Cursed to live in decaying bodies
Full of bones and blood
Where cancer might one day live
But we're making the best of it
Building our empires out of **** and ****
157 · Sep 2014
Things
John Sep 2014
Things come, things go,
sometimes with nothing to show.
They float here and back,
whether the sky is blue or black.
Here's to what's coming and
all the things that passed.
135 · Sep 2015
My First Thought
John Sep 2015
Just watch me fly
Up in the sky
You're always the
First thought on my mind

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