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Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
Shattered windows, broken dreams,
seemed to be all that was left of me,
and as I walk around this splintered wood,
I start to think of all that should be,
but never got to be,

As I walk through this broken home,
I think of all the pain,
I have come to know,
and I look up at the moon,
how brightly it glows,
and what does this come to show?

Dawn breaks in this sad place,
and a bit of hope floods,
this broken home,
rids it of all the pain it has come to know,
and what does all this come to show?

Happiness is reachable,
and depression is beatable,
as long as you follow through
Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
Thinking is a beast,
I've yet to overcome,

It rips your mind apart,
and tries ever so hard to decipher your life,
through the juices,
it is a monster,
a true beast,
and it is trying to,
control me,

Overthinking,
is worse yet,
sometimes making me feel,
like there is an icepick,
going through my chest,
making me more miserable,
every passing second,
its true agony,

This beast slays me,
everyday, all day,
i'm sure it will be with me,
for the rest of my life,
someone shut my mind off,
I don't want to think at all,

No, I don't want to think at all.
the title says it all.
Johnnie Rae Jul 2012
I'd rather be in the way than out of the picture,

So go on, tell me I'm in the way,
That doesn't mean I'll move,

I fly with the wind, where ever it wants to take me, I go,

So if I ever just pop up somewhere,
Don't ask me what I'm doing there,
Because not even I know,
Life is a wild ride,
So hold on tight and prepare yourself,
Because life is all about the unknown,
This doesnt make any kind of sense,  I was just clearing my head a bit
Johnnie Rae Jul 2012
Lets go back,
To a simpler time,

Wouldn't it be awesome If we could all hit rewind?

Go back to when,
There were no tears to cry,
No one asking why,
Lets go back,
To a simpler time,

Change all the reasons,
That made you want to leave to begin with.
7.26.12
Johnnie Rae Jul 2012
I couldn't take it anymore,

So here I lay,

**Dead..
Johnnie Rae Jul 2012
and they wonder why I'm crazy,
someone just ******* **** me,
I'd be better off dead anyway,

another fight,
more words to hit me like knives,
carving away the rest of my pride,
tell me I'm not worth it,
ask me why i'm like this,
please, do it again,

you should know i'm like this because of you,
ever single little thing you do,
pushes me further toward the edge,
and the moment I fall,
will be the death of us both,
just so you know,
a few more insults to go,
I belong in a ******* jacket,
because of what you've made me become,

and oh whats that you say,
anyone who cuts is insane?
well *****, you made me this way,
dealing with your ****,
finally did it,
it drove me crazy,
call me insane, go on,
all you're doing is wasting your breath,
but go on, keep talking,
maybe you'll waste it all,
and finally drop dead.
******* grandma.
Johnnie Rae Jul 2012
Tying strings to all my fingers,
Trying to remember to forget,
All the haunting memories,
All the tears I ever shed,

Trying to remember to think of what lies ahead,
And forget my sadfilled past,
Think of the present and live for the now,
Knowing I now have purpose in this world again,

Whenever I'm upset,
I can let the music play,
Let myself finally forget,
And remove the strings from my fingers,
For they have started to decay.
Thinking brings out the worst in me.
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