the sky was gray
a dismal day
the water was still without you
my mind was astray
the rain made clay
there's just something about you
the stars have lost their shine
like marbles in the sky
the whole world seems lost
and i think that i know why
you left me on a sunny day
gone without a trace
now the world is filled with sorrow
everything is gray

This is better left unsaid,
Would  a doctor want this read?
"Growing old is not for jibs,
Your fluid tablets give us the blip!'

Ode to being gone.

I was riding o the high.
when the voice sank.
Muddled
& confused.
Reaching from unknown waters.
Beds placed in orders.
& disorders.
Wrapped upon a red vessel.
A girl.
Placed out of Her known waters.
& subtly coughed upon dining room tables.
She the contender.
She the rose no marry.
She the lovely wearing flannels in bed.
& she to touch the flower within your soul.



Garrett Johnson.

she sings in cursive
moves with dizzy bliss
she shreds my nerves
to threads of silk
only to hope
i might be sewn together
i know i will

days are passing by
and it get's harder day by day
telling myself it's a lie
to be even slightly okay
i can't think straight anymore
of the hurt inside
hidden in my deepest core
i think we will collide
still hoping for a deja-vu
or even an hallucination
can't stop imagining you
in my bitter frustration

not enough
still need your touch

It's not the fact that I was left,
it's the fact that I was never told why.

So much to do, so little time with you left..

Without a trace
                              Without a face
A name no longer used
           Eyes that are no longer met
                     Hands that don't feel
   Ears that don't hear
              Leaving no memories
  Leaving no legacy
             Is that what it means to be
        Forgotten?