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Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
I'm scared,
because I'm in,
way over my head,

I'm scared,
and at this point,
I'd rather be dead,

I'm absolutely terrified,
of what they might discover
will they take me away?
Oh god, the fear, it smothers.

I know I should keep calm,
but thats not an option now,
I'm under too much pressure,
and pretty soon i'm gonna crack,

Tommorow is too close,
can we keep it away forever?

Why do they have to come now,
when I'd rather they come never
Fear will suffocate you at the worst of times.
Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
My heart was blackened,
by practice,
so don't ask me,
why I'm like this,
for it was all you're doing to me,

You're the reason for my situation,
and why my whole life,
has turned to hell,

Somebody grant me a wish,

Or cast a spell,

Because I'm gonna need magic,
to survive this tragedy,
known as my home,

It's also known as,
My Hell.
ehh..
Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
Where exactly they came from,
Nobody knows,

The rain cools the earth,
while the sun attempts,
to heat it up again,
what a complex system,

Well, in anycase,
I just wonder if,
the devil really beats his wife,
everytime this happens,
because thats not very nice,
and if I were the devils wife,

I'd leave,

Because, no love is worth,
being beat on,
by the very person,
whom is supposed to love you,

Yeah, if I was her,

I'd already be gone.
it was raining, and the sun was shining bright, and I remembered the old wisetale, that the devil beats his wife when ever it rains while the sun is shining bright.
Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
Catch me while I'm weak,
and rip me apart,
tear me to pieces,
don't let a shred remain,

**** me quick,
and let me die,
I'll finally come to peace,
with this dark cloud,
hanging over me,

Why do I always feel like this?
like someone
ripped my heart,
straight out of my chest,
and watched me bleed,
to death,

It's not a nice feeling,
to be broken,
It's like having wings,
just for the sake of falling,
there isn't a piece of me,
that hasn't broken,

Sometimes I'm happy,
but not very much anymore,
not since you knocked on my door,
now my heart is hollow,
and theres no repair,
and just when I need someone,

Theres nobody there,

My life always seemed,
to work out that way,
right when someone is needed,
theres no one to be found,

and I'm just now finding out,
that the only place I can hide,
is a hole in the ground,
someonewhere no one is found.
got the worst news tonight..i just want it all to be alright.. but thats not gonna happen.
Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
Does anyone have a heartache stopper?
if so then whip up some of the magical concoction,
and funnel it down my throat,

For I can't take the pain any longer,
I really thought that I was stronger,
but I don't think anyone can take this much heat,
without getting burned,
well now, i'm in pieces,
only ashes of my soul remain,
you ripped my heart apart,
and now here I lay,
completely broken,
looking for a new start,
because this old heart has finally been slain,

I have to pick up the pieces,
and start fresh once again,
only half the woman I could've been,
you stole a piece of me,
one that I can't replace,
you stole my pride and dignity,
from this my heartache came,

Theres a storm brewing in this purple heart,
and you don't want to be around when it starts,
for it will be a bitter battle,
only one of us will remain,
and the way things are looking,
you just may **** me today,

For I'm not strong enough to face you,
not after so little time has passed,
I'm still healing from the last time,
you carved my heart out of my chest,
and if you read these words,
and find your heart feeling hollow,
you may finally realize,
all the heartbreaking things you do,
but I don't think its possible,
knowing you.
Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
It's three o'clock in the afternoon,
theres absolutely nothing to do,
oh god, how I wish I was with you,

There's nothing I'd rather do,
than spent a day, with you,  
just laying in bed with music playing,
talking and laughing and kissing and holding,
believe me when I tell you,
theres nothing I'd rather be doing,
than cuddling with you,

Its a dream that will soon come true,
for December's icy chill will bring you to me,
and we'll be happy for a while,
that is,
until you have to leave again,
then i'll be a wreck,
because I'd rather keep you forever,
but I'll know not to fret,
because we'll soon be together again,

It's 3 in the afternoon,
and I'd do anything, just to be with you
Written for someone special, love you.
Johnnie Rae Aug 2012
Is it right or wrong to to speak your mind,
because I'm a bit confused,
it seems everytime I open my mouth I loose,  
I say what I feel and get put down, I think i'm loosing my mind,

Put me down again,
you have no idea how good it feels,  
to have your still beating heart,
ripped straight out of your chest,  
and brutally ripped apart,
right in front of your dying eyes,  
oh love you have to try it,  
dying is the latest fashion,
so please, do your best to hurt me,  
this pain has never felt so right,

Do you sense the sarcasm,
is it ringing through your ears?
if not you should probably get checked out,
because you're going deaf, i fear,
Next you're going to tell me,
you actually thought I enjoyed,  
being emotional ripped apart,
well, if that was what you thought,  

you're a ******* idiot.

Yes, a ******* idiot plain as day,  
were you not aware of this,
did you not realize you belong in,
a ******* mental instutution,?
Well thats okay,
I'll sit back and sip coffee,  
and waste the day away,
while I watch, your mutilated head decay,
I'll go to jail for killing you,
but I'll rest easy knowing,  
you're not on this earth anymore,
no one else with have to suffer,

Because your voice makes the ears bleed,  
its a truly deafening sound,
now I know, no one can be happy,  
atleast not with you around,
so I killed your *******,  
because I wanted to be happy,
for once.
Fictional, on the count of, i'm not a murderer, only in my wildest dreams.
although, i have killed this ***** 6 times over, in my head.
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