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John Jan 2013
Sitting, dying, waiting
Casually ticking my eyes back and forth
At doctors and nurses rushing
Trying to save one more life
Just trying to make it to the end of their shift
When I saw you walk out the elevator
The look on your face told me you could use a lift
Of spirit, of body and mind
And that's when you took out that pack of Parliaments

"You can use a cigarette,"
You said through gritted teeth
I looked, smiled, obliged the notion
"How'd you know?"
As I pulled one from the pack
"This is a hospital, man, everyone here can use a smoke.""
As more doctors and nurses speedily scurried along
Scattering jitters
Bouncing them off the walls
Throughout the white washed waiting area

We looked at each other, smiled
Popped the cigarettes in our mouths
Lit up
And no one said a word
As the smoke drifted, floated and danced
Above the sick and dying
John Dec 2012
I can see where you're coming from
By the swing of your hips
But you can never see what I'm saying
Sometimes it seems like my lips
Are invisible

Look what you've done
Can't you see what I've made?
I've turned this old sweater inside-out
Settled on this bed that I've made
It fits just right in times like these

With the winter wind gushing
And snowflakes fluttering
The air feels a little warmer
When your heart and my stuttering
Are sent colliding
John May 2016
Freedom
Taken from you before you see
Truth
Doesn't matter when they disagree
Honesty
They only want you to play the game
Justice
Only served when you're lame

Yesterday I had a conversation with my superior
I told him I believed in the right to privacy
He said "no," and now here I am and there you are
I am left with a lack of rightful clemency
But then again, I'm not owed a thing
In a world where we're all blindly judged
There's a difference between a shout and singing
All I'm hearing now is this deafening ringing
John Mar 2014
With my ear to the ground
It's time to soak in the sound
Of your voice from the top of that hill
You've never sounded more shrill
But things are constantly shifting
And nothing ever stays the same for long

So just hear me out now
Soak in my sounds
Try to block out the rest
You're being put to the test
Never felt so blessed
John Aug 2013
Just out to soak it in
Waves crash under the moon
Waiting for it to begin
As I reach out, my palm's sweat
You do to me what they've talked about
Since the first person said "I want you"
I just want to take you out
I just want you to feel it too
I just want you to feel it too

Electricity bouncing off of frayed wires
Dancing in the air and dissipating
My head hurts but I'm a liar
Everything's just been dark and fading
I know this feeling won't last long
But I'm just so ******* tired of waiting
And it's only been a little while
John Jun 2016
the backs of your legs
are white as the clouds
the little curl at the corner of your mouth begs
the words you say are soft, yet loud
and now i'm cracking like an egg
John Feb 2013
I want to live in the woods
Immersed deeply
In solitude and estrangement
From all who know my face and voice
A man, unknown
Even to those who once thought
They knew

I take comfort in time
And the nature by which it exists and operates
I'm in love with the idea
That the past knows it's place
And that the future is deaf, blind and dumb
I am the one who gives it everything
Sight, sound, speech
Life

While I can't
At this very moment
Give myself the gift
Of solitude
Of anonymity
I am not confused
I am not worried
I am past those hellish thoughts and hopes
I now just sit
In the bright lights
Throbbing red on the radar
Contemplating which
To grant it first
Which to focus on
Or if I should
Grant it anything
John Feb 2013
I saw you standing there
With so much hope in your heart
I saw you waiting patiently
But I'm still to scared to start
You looked to me, beside the moon
And told me we could never part
So I'm still here waiting
For some stray spark to ignite your heart

Waiting for that spark
Oh, waiting could span whole lives
In and out you weave
Remnants of the tides
Waiting for you to let me know how  
Long it will take to tan our tired hides
But I'm sick of writing songs
And counting the days you're gone

You've been gone so long that I don't
See how things could be the same
I stare at empty skies
I stare thinking of nothing but the emptiness that comes with your name
You say things that make my bones ache
But you mean what makes my heart
Think that things are done
You exude what life makes me feel
And you make my body vibrate
Everything is made of paper, nothing of steel anymore

These words fade in and out, heart stuck in endless drought
Don't know what I'm fighting for
When I don't know if you're in or out
You've got to give some sign
Say a few words, at least
Either that or I've got to find
Some way to make my feelings cease

So if this is goodbye
I say thanks for the waste of time
Things you said we're good and fine I'm still looking for the ties that bind
And at times I find
Those ties are rarely by your side
And so now I say goodbye
Again, this is the last time the ride rises
This was the first collaboration that me and my best friend (with Matt Roberts, you can find him here on Hello Poetry) did especially for the site. We have a psuedo-band called Wide Henry. Look out for us in the future haha.
John Jan 2014
Never believed
But now
I'm on my knees
And how
Did I get here
Without
Even noticing
Where am I going now?
I have no idea

Honestly
I'm ready
To drop out
And clearly shout
I'm through
I'm done
It's true
But I'm someone's son
John Sep 2014
Sometimes I don't know how
You put one foot in front of the other
Despite all your hardships and
Battle scars bleeding, you smother
The bad and the good breathes free
Selective life is the life for thee

So look me in the eyes
and tell me everything.
In spite of the wide, wide
world, spread your wings
and you set yourself free.

The news on the TV tell us things
like wildfires and deaths
are the norm and singers sing
about meaningless ***, no love.
No, the things that we need
are nowhere to be seen.
I can be your someone to lean
on.
John Sep 2012
"Write me something pretty,"
She said
"Something I can show my family
Tell me how you love and miss me
And how you can't live without me

Write it with your favorite pen
No, better yet
Write it in blood
With your hand trembling and heart burning

Put it all out there, every last word
Maybe write it standing on your head
Or on the edge of a fifteen story building
With one foot hovering over violent traffic below

And after you've done that
Give me everything
I want everything
Your head, your heart, your brain, your lungs, your soul

Give me everything until nothing's left
Until you can't breathe
Put it all on the table and then
Put a smile on your face

Yes
And when it's all there
All splayed out on the cheap, plastic table cloth
I'm going to rip it off.

You better hope your love is balanced,"
She said.
John Dec 2012
Beauty
Only skin deep
So they say

But how *deep
is skin?
I think it's pretty inaccurate to describe skin as deep
More of a measure of thickness, no?

So, I'm sure we all know that skin
Skin isn't so thick
Think about it, just a ***** of a pin and we're giving the walls a fresh coat of paint
Our own brand of paint
Made in a unique way
That only each one of us knows how to make

With that out of the way
Beauty
We've established is only skin thick
Deep
Is for oceans or rivers or ponds or puddles
Beauty
However
Beauty
Is special

On second thought
I take back my previous statement
Yes, deep is no way to describe beauty
But neither is thick
That's a rather horrible adjective when you think about it
Nothing that's thick is usually pleasant
Therefore, it probably wouldn't be suitable when discussing beauty

Again
Beauty
Mulling it over now
Beauty
Again
It doesn't surprise me
That it's taking me so long to come up with something
Because when you have a word
That is supposed to be used to describe something... someone
To encapsulate that thing or that person
It honestly, truly, adamently
Never does it/he/she justice
Beauty
A nice word, I admit
Not sure if it's because of it's connotations
And what it represents in the world
Or just the way it flows from the throat
To the lips
But
On a scale of something beautiful
To something breathtakingly
Heartstoppingly
Lung-haltingly
Beautiful
I just don't think it works
John May 2016
I only want your body
Your soul is secondary
It wasn't always that way
But love is scary

So text me your address
I'll be there when I can
Just wear that white dress
The color of beaming, pure light

Unlike our attraction
Forged in vanity and some pain
Something's gaining traction
Things will never be the same

I said what I said
And I smiled while I did
This skin you caused to shed
It's my birthday, and I'm a kid

Don't send me plummeting
Like so many before you
Right now the band is trumpeting
Hesitations that were many are now few

Can't help but feel I'm setting myself up
Aligning the bomb with my body
I always said that even if I tried, I couldn't give a ****
But now you've got something on me
John Oct 2014
Restoration override.
Approach with the tide.
Ride the watery ride
and lie the golden lie.
Gold seeps from within.
Fear festers in sin.
Just as we go down,
up is only a frown
away.
John Jun 2012
You let go of past judgments
And embrace new paths of thought
Running through space
Time seems something for which you should have fought
But now it's done and it's over
You're skin doesn't greet you with the same glow
Soon, I assume, it'll hurt when I bend to mend the lawn mower
To trim the grasses that have grown while you looked away

Nothing seems right
A new perspective on space, time
I think now I'm more prone to fight
Rather than run and hide
Like I used to
Like I used to
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
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
John Mar 2016
these spiders crawl into my brain
and I can't really complain
as their venom flows and swirls
I'm a sucker for a sweet girl
with a like-mind and a welcoming smile
think i'll sit here and stare for a while
as she walks past me on the same path
in my head, I burn and I crash
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
John Sep 2017
when we first laid tired eyes on each other
flowers were blooming like the love in our hearts
they blossomed in the dark
and that was the most beautiful part

we both had enough of the things in our lives
bringing us down without hesitation
but then we were struck by love's invitation
and swept so strongly by that sweet sensation

and now its hard to even put into words
just how grateful i am for your presence
in my life, in my soul and in my heart
and i can't wait for our life together to start
John May 2016
Write me a nice letter
Tell me it'll get better
And staple it to my forehead
Before I sink into my bed
All play and no work
You'd think it couldn't hurt
All work and no play
Kills you slowly, day by day
The Yin and the Yang
The gun goes "bang, bang"
Through and through and through
You'll find the lies buried in the truth
John Nov 2012
I come from another planet
One that's placed so far away
You can't see it with the highest powered telescopes or anything like that

Well, I'm not from there, myself
But when I was just a seed, I was
I was planted here

Like a flower or a tree
I grew up here like you
But my origin is nothing you can imagine

You can't tell the difference, though
See, I've assimilated seemlessly
And no one knows

But this is my confession
I'm not from this place
And no one will ever believe me
John Sep 2013
You talk about forever
Like it's a fleeting moment
In the grand scheme of things
I suppose that's just what it is
But, in the end
On the small scale
That is us
It's
Everything

Forget cosmic wonder
And all it is and everything else
Forget the stars and the Sun and the Moon
Because they don't belong to us
The stars owe us nothing
Not a thing
And we owe them it all
John Jun 2013
You steady your aim
**** back, ready to fire
Phasers set to brimstone
You're someone I admire
But with all the destruction you bring
You never allow a chance for wings
No, you throw your potential away

I found myself at the bottom of the river
Waiting and more than ready for a touch
What is gold when the soft embrace of silver
Is enough to help you out in times of need
Always was second best, unlike you
Never came out less than best
In my own head, at least you know it's true

Fell into the dirt, had trouble rising up
You were there looking down to me
But you'd never allow me the luxury
To hear, to feel, not even to see
You keep me blinded
So deaf and dumb
And I can't find it
I'll never know if I won
John Jun 2016
walking through hell with steady legs & a straight face
then i laugh my face off when i realize it's my favorite place
nothing you say can stop me from becoming what i'm going to
been losing forever but i don't mind winning every now and then too
playing the underdog is something i'm quite used to
just like i was everyday when i was kissing you

so baby, just maybe this wasn't a mistake
maybe this grave you dug turns into a lake
a lake of fire and lake of heartache
headaches, stomach aches, it all molded & shaped
who i am but i'm ready to pop like a grape now
John May 2017
been down and tarnished
insecurities have been brandished
neurocircuits outlandish
i've got the fists but i can't hit

stand down and hold your own
no celebrations in the end-zone
keep cool while you pick the bone
no one has to know that the lights shone

i walk around a dichotomy
sit beneath a blooming tree
die in the winter, revived a stinging bee
don't break the lock, i've got the key
John Dec 2010
I've gone crazy
Gone, gone completely insane
So sick, so tired and lazy
I stand outside in the freezing rain
And I shout out
I yell with everything I've got
I'm too loud
They're chaining me up
They've locked me in the insane asylum now

Took a walk down the street
Just to see if I could assimilate
I've got, got the beat
Got the attitude to assassinate
My head's gone wild
My brain's gone cold
They're writing up a file
I watch but I won't fold
Not gonna accomodate
Gonna keep doing what I'm doing
My hearts ticking a beat too late
More nonsense, they say I'm too intimidating

My body's no longer under my control
I'm moving but got nowhere to go
My mind's in twn different places at once
Can't stay clean, can't focus
My vision's getting blurry now
And there's nothing I can do
I hit you with a boom and a pow, pow
There's nothing you can do now
Cuz I'm a patient in the darkest of the places
I'm impatient, can't you read the spaces?
Not the lines, but what's in between is what counts
When your life's gone to ****
Can't do anything now, now I'm ready to pounce
John Dec 2012
Street lights
On a Saturday night
Oh
The moonlit sights.
John Mar 2013
Subatomic particles
They jitter and bug on
Like the people
Late for work
That I see rushing about
Every day on the street
Just trying
To make something happen

A change
Is a positive thing
Well, you'd hope so
When something
Or someone
Or somewhere
Alters their way
When they or it
Evolves
You always hope for the best
But sometime
People, places, things
Nouns
Degenerate

And it's a shame

But it doesn't have to be that way

So
Here's to evolving
Here's to change
Here's to regenerating
Into something
Better
Bigger
Staggering
On our next
Run 'round
John Jun 2012
Iridescent green liquid
Dripping from a factory sealed cannister
Not for pregnant women or the faint of heart
Not for the ones who grip the stair bannister
Only for the fit and the strong
To help achieve maximum efficiency
Only for those whose legs are long
Enough to reach the stars from the ground they can only see

Caution
Warning
Attention
The flies are swarming
Your flesh is rotting
But your body keeps running

Touch it to your lips
And it'll grant you your best
Implanted from the laboratory
Take it all down and put yourself to the test
Nothing can stop you now
You're not running on empty anymore
Your stomach turns sour
But you're no longer a bore

Now you've got the means
Now you've got the scene
Now you've got the capacity
Now you can succeed

But only because of test tubes
And only because of beakers
Only because of brakers
Only because of white coats
Only because of med school
Only because of playing the part of the fool
John Apr 2016
A soul lost makes a good man
Perpetual motion breeds success
Tossing & turning into a handstand
***** to **** but at least I **** less

Never claimed to be your superman
But old Clark has nothing on me
I write for you and my back bends
I've got the touch, I can make you see

You never thought I could
And I never blamed you
The coulds & shoulds & woulds
Blinded you to the truth

So put your faith in my light
As I flick my Bic over a puddle of gasoline
Try & try & try as I might
Off your thoughts, I can't wean you

With the new me and the old you
We can do things we have never before
So hold my hand now, embracing all that's true
And by the end, you'll be asking for more
And more
And more
John Dec 2010
I've suffered long enough
Normally I wouldn't mind
Usually I couldn't give a ****
The more pain the better
But now it's getting ridiculous
A lifetime of nothingness and now this
It's like a sick joke
Played by the dark jester
On the kind folk
Of the humble village
Who never did anything wrong
But everything's pillaged
And now I'm standing here
Staring at the ceiling
Can't see or hear
Just waiting for my calling
John Jan 2011
Sitting, dreaming, wishing
Eyes closed
My heart is what I'm pushing
Leave the window open
For me to get through tonight
Call the reliever from the bullpen
Bring him in for the good fight
The good fight's all we know
And a good time's all we want
My apprehension's starting to show
As we float away, flying high
To the sky, to the stars tonight

Take the good with the bad
Let the ugly hang out
Not in the mood, such a drag
All the reason in the world to pout
But no need, honey
It, it won't make us any money
No, no, no, no...

Brandish the knife with a smile
Let the blood trickle low
Been walking for ******* miles
Looking for something to blow
But this town's been down
Since before I can remember
And we've been bummin' around
Since the bleak days of early December
We walk, mind so hazy
As we talk of the blasphemies
Our heads are getting lazy
Only a matter of time before  I can't see
The things, the things, the things
Laid out in front of me

All ever wanted was to be taken seriously
But all I ever got was down looks
And all I ever said was taken mildly
So in this muddled opera
I sing out to the sky in crisis
My feet planted firmly
For fear of slipping down the icey
The icey hills
Where I will
Spend the rest of my foreseen days
In the heat
The ice will refuse to melt
A hundred degrees
Breaking my legs on cold I've never felt
John Dec 2013
Well we used to be pretty great
So pretty, pretty, great and everything was right
The light in your hair
When you'd dance and dance
Nothing compared
To that romantic phase
I wouldve given anything and everything
To you but now I just write and sing
About you

Things were nice
Oh the air was so light
Everyone said we were right
We only had one big fight
But that was the fight
The fight on that humid night
That humid night

Then you wanted to talk about all these things
But I've never wanted silence more in my life
On our hallowed hearts is etched a pair of broken wings
Tattooed in honor of things gone down the pipe
But I still think and I still talk and I still walk
Because I realized what I thought I never would
That no beautiful thing is just a walk in the park
No declaration of love is only etched in wood
It's written in you
And it's written by you
Written for that one person
John Jul 2016
floating through the ocean without a care in the world
just a single glance at you told me you were my girl
there was something inside of us that guided us here
as you're sitting on your towel and caressing a beer
i noticed that spark in your eyes had caused quite a stir
your laugh was as cool and as clear as i've ever heard

so meet me by the ocean tonight
when the edge of town feels just right
when the heavy starts to feel a bit light
when the wings you grew finally take flight
John Jul 2011
Why can’t I be you?
People stick to you like glue.
They just turn and run from me.
Like I’m something they can’t bear to see.
I’m not a ******* animal.
My tanks gone empty and it started full.
Just promise me you won’t leave.
My heart’s been plastered to my sleeve.

Take my hand.
Take my life.
Come to me, let’s just stand.
Together we’ll make them believe the hype.

Sometimes I just think too much.
I wonder if it’s just my luck.
But I feel like the hand I’ve been dealt.
Is just too ****** to even be felt.
So I contemplate the worst.
And picture the ******* hearse.
But then I think again.
About all the time left to spend
With you.

You drive me to insanity.
But youre the only one I want to see.
So I hope you feel the same.
And I hope this isn’t too lame.
But I just wanna spend all the time I have left.
With you and no one else.
So I’d really appreciate it.
If we can just talk and sit.
Forever.
John May 2016
on the floor
wallowing in my own stupidity
i asked for more
but you couldn't burst my big head and rigidity
i am poor
but they say you're rich if you have your health
sipping a coors
and it's the single greatest feeling i've ever felt

(that's not saying much)
John Dec 2010
Land a clean right hook into my cheek
Take me down
I'm not asking for it all, just a peek
Take it off
We're so hot, we've sprung a leak
I'm the one you want, you're the one I seek

I hit the ground and spring to life
My hands are shakin', you're body's so right
You give me a nod, I comply
But you utter a "no" and then I die on the inside
There's some hope, I know there has to be
We'll soar high, and sting like bumblebees
Flutter around, on ecstasy
I don't usually mess around, but I'm willing to get down
For you, baby, I'm willing to risk
Willing to take my chances on this

I need to touch your curves and feel the air
I wanna walk on clouds and touch your hair
Your my drug, so just surrender to me
Give me a hug, it's all I need
For now, because you're so stingy
Don't wanna give it up, but what you don't see
Is you and me, it's all I need
Come on now, just get loose
And let your hair free
We're all just lonely fools
On this deserted island we can be
We can be free
John Jan 2013
You have to taste
The crunchy gravel
On the grounds of a house
Shrouded in misery
Feel your teeth breaking
As your face
Slams again and again
And again
Swallow the blood
And revel
In the internal bleeding
Seeping and soaking
From your organs
Into your thoughts

You have to die
An agonizing death
The end of a heart string
Stitched forever to your heart
But now lays limp
Apart from you
On the ground
Smiling up
It's teeth stained red
As it's screaming at you, beaming
To just go **** yourself
And move on
Get over it
Heave your slumped over body
Over that hill
John Sep 2014
I feel cheated.
Plain and
Simple.
The fact that
We, as a whole,
our entire culture
is based around schooling.
Being taught by people
who don't want
to be here.
Who don't
get paid enough
and don't
get any recognition
for what they do.
Teachers.
They're treated
as people who are
replaceable.
The same people
who shape us
from very,
very
young ages all the way
up to adulthood.
Molding and providing
framework that our
brains
form around.
They don't care.
Sure,
some do.
There are some really great
people out there
who study with a
passion.
A passion to help
others
on their journey to
enlightenment and
expanding the minds
of the young.
Helping them to see
and to hear and to experience
things with a
questioning disposition.
But then there are the
fed up,
the tired,
the angry,
the mentally strained,
who enter classrooms
with a mindset
that just isn't compatible
with what we,
as young people,
need to nourish our
minds and souls.
They don't think
about how our forming
psyches
can be affected
by people who
are unpleasant,
people
who are doing
what they're doing
just to get by.
No second
thought
of how their teachings,
and their way of going about it
is affecting us as whole,
as a society
and a culture.
Planting seeds
of dislike
and of hesitation
when they should be
preparing us
for the wonders
and the joy
and the expansiveness
that awaits us
on this organic,
floating ball
of water and of
Earth.
Hurtling through
space
and time
with no breaks
and with no real
comprehension
of what
is actually occurring
around us.
John Oct 2010
The tears that make streams on your face
Are nothing I haven't swam through before
And the years I spent a broken mess
Are everything of lore
The times I saw your face
The times I never thought to think twice
Are the times I miss the most

No regrets
Just thoughtful rememberance
The times are something I cherish
But it's done with
And I'm ****** up
More than I can ever say I've been

So cut the rope
And let me fall
And drown in a river of my own blood
Don't bother to call
I'll be too deep to even hear
The words through your teeth
That were too often unheeding
Just let me go, let me go
And in time, you'll know
It was for the best
To let my heart rest
After this beating
John May 2012
With all your subtlety
And beat around the bush talk
You killed me and brought me back to life
And because of that I walk the walk
The immense relief deactivates me
And leaves me lying clean on the floor

You shook me up
And put me down
It took a while
But now I've found
The way I must keep living

The spikes that flew off your tongue
Pierced my skin
Outside my head, my eyeballs hung
Had to hold my jaw in place
To keep from shattering on the floor
Now I hold my head high
And politely ask for more

More, more, more
Give me something to cry about
Again and again and again
Let me feel the disappointment

I have no more to say
But thank you so much
I appreciate the thought
To know I've hurt you in such
A way that I can never apologize
Only live by new terms

And hope to make my way
To the top rung
Smile and wave
Make you proud and save
The only face
That remains
The only face
That remains
John Feb 2013
The film burnt out
With the past
Your eyes glint
In the moonlight
I saw my life
Light up
With the strife
Of the everyday struggle
When your therapy
Enraptured me, enraptured me

Your mouth
Showed me
Introduced everything
Of what was in store for me
It allowed the flow
Of the blue current
To take hold
And I appreciate
Your whole and bold
Poisons and gifts
To take me over
To show me
To allow me
To see
What I was meant to see
John Dec 2012
"That's life.
Sinatra said it best."

My uncle always told me
"You should make a movie
and call it That's Life."
And he'd smile
And look down
Spit on the ground
Then his smile
Would fade

"That's life."
John May 2012
Pieces of you
Bits of me
Fragments of it
Slices of sky
Boiled, baked and dried

Wrinkles in time
Ripples in the bay
When we skipped rocks by the stop signs
Realizing it was all okay

Nothing else stepped to it
The stairs were nothing but sand and water
Left to dry and harden
No one thought to bother

But that theory of time and wounds
Never really made sense to me
For never is always the same as soon
To commit is to waiting to be

What I can say and what I choose to
Are entirely different animals
Evolving and transforming
As red meets the eye of the bull

Stopping is always an option
But not without much thinking
The arteries of my beating heart freeze over
In the frigid waters as our ship's sinking
John Jan 2013
Driving down the highway
Radio blasting
Smoking cowboy killers
No use in lasting

This is the generation
Of lost causes
This is the rejection
Of all losses

She looks to me
And he looks
At the back of my neck
I'm speeding

She doesn't care if I slow down
She doesn't care about dying
He couldn't give less of a ****
Smoking, drinking and sighing

I don't know what I believe
My mind has wandered that road
When I think about it
Something else just takes it's place, I suppose

So there we were
In my big red Chevy
The three of us laughing
At nothing in particular
I've been watching Gregg Araki's Teenage Apocalypse Trilogy. I think I've said enough.
John Sep 2012
When you enter the room
All my gloom returns to it's tomb
Only to show it's face
Once yours leaves it's place
In my point of view
Out of my peripheral
Visions of dark night skies
With glowing stars shining bright
It sounds kind of cliche
But I can't help but say

That the air around my head
Grows heavy
And I don't know what to do with you, when the air around my head
Makes me dizzy
Because of the way you do

Sitting lazily on your old couch
Back bent slightly, giving in to slouch
I turn my gaze
Toward the side of your face
Everything about you and your profile
Spins me 'round like a platinum turnstile
You take me for a ride
And I just can't hide
Deep set feelings are hard to come by
And when I start thinking it's just like

That the air around my head
Grows heavy
And I don't know what to do with you, when the air around my head
Makes me dizzy
Because of the way you do
John Jun 2014
My father, my father
Now he's going to see
I've proven myself worth a bother
And there's no stopping what I can be
Future king of the islands of iron
And son to the one who they currently worship
Sprung in the hard isles, I was
But raised in the frozen north
I can only imagine the plans father will put forth

Now that I've sailed
Though with an unruly crew
The iron price shall prevail
Because my father says it's true
And he is His Holiness
And the undisputed head of my native land
I can do nothing to quell my hopefulness
On these ****** rocks, on this crimson shore I stand
Now and again though I've been told
That I am Theon of the North
And am a part, no longer, of the isles where I was birthed
I will show my father just who his son has become
****** it in the face of islanders who don't believe in their rightful heir
I've made mistakes, misstepped the side who won
But I am a noble, one born into which I will flair

I'm off home now, though it is my snowfallen one
Where I learned what is right
Where there is no such thing as an "iron price"
One which is embedded in my heart so tight
But I mustn't look back now
At all I have gained from these people and lands
For it's time to wake this sleeping cow
I know it is right when I step foot on the sand
March my men straight back "home"
Sneak up, like proper thieves, and sack my once-called castle
Who would've thought it'd be such a gods-be-****** hassle
Based on the character of Theon Greyjoy in George RR Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire series. The events in the poem mostly occur in book two, when Robb sends Theon back home to the Iron Islands to talk his father into siding with the newly minted King in the North. Theon's father, Balon Greyjoy, shows little respect and love to his son who then promptly returns to Winterfell to sack the place he once called home.
John May 2014
Hitting the dirt
Again and he spins
Averts the impossible
Loses but then he wins
Taking the swings
With the pauses
And the misses with the hits
Always minds his causes
And takes the chunks with the bits

Out and about
He's a man for all people
They scream and they shout
But he's no feeble
Minded trickster with those
Lying sleeves and words
He's the one they chose
He's not just for the birds
No - he don't subscribe to the herd

When it's all said and done
And he unties his laces
He says he's had fun
Open and closing cases
Taking and stealing bases
Like it's just part of his day
Running and gone with no traces
It's not about the pay
No - no, just part of the day
John Oct 2010
Operating on no sleep
Blood drips from the slits on my arms
Cover it up, no one'll peep
What I did to myself, I'll roll by like a ball of yarn

Surgically removing this pus-filled pessimism
Trying to swallow a straight dose of optimism
Wash it down with something other than my usual
Baby bottle of alcohol
Give me purity
Give me blue aqua
Though the majority
Of what I got is luke warm

Burn my throat with the water of life
I guess it's back to go, again
Oblivious as Barney Fife
I know I'm bound to land
Myself in a padded room
As long as my heart's beating
Through this black forest, I loom
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