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Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
Is it true that she may overlook my fallacies repeatedly delivered to her door?
And a self dignified renewal will excuse my ambivalent decisions
On a somber night, sweet rapture will prompt us to awake with a startling siren of urgency
Oh the sporadic foreboding of my subconscious chiming in when all is still
But is none the less heard
Honesty
Compassion
Reassurance
Intimacy
Whispering echoes in my frail chamber of a mind
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
My head bashes against the pavement
And anonymous feet plunge into my sides
Surrounded by enemies
In the dark of night

I’ve done something they didn’t like
I’ve crossed the line it’s my warning
And a familiar face pulls out a gun
I won’t live to see morning

One choice I made
Has lead me here
The one that fell
Through the cracks of good judgment
I sewed my own poison
It was just business
And I couldn’t keep up
So I packed it in and shipped out

As far back as I could remember
I’ve always wanted to be a somebody
I got as far as I could
But now I’m busted up and ******
I’m obsolete, stay off the streets
I’ve crossed the lines it’s my final warning
I won’t live to see morning

One choice I made
Has lead me here
The one that fell
Through the cracks of good judgment
I sewed my own poison
It was just business
And I couldn’t keep up
So I packed it in and shipped out

Dead silence
Street light so vibrant
Another punch and I’m numb
So throw me down
Not a threat a promise
Put the gun to my head
And splatter my brains on the curb
Or live
To fight another day

       -Tommy Johnson
One choice I made
Has lead me here
The one that fell
Through the cracks of good judgment
I sewed my own poison
It was just business
And I couldn’t keep up
So I packed it in and shipped out
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
My knees were cold as they called my name
We’re all problematic we’re all the same

They’ll tell you the story
Spoon feed it to you
And you’ll take it
Tales of triumph and glory

Human nature is no fallback
It’s no safety net
Lives of give and take
Lies of forgive and forget

My society
Your society
Her society
Their society
Front page news

Post industrial smoke stack trees
Dying dying dying
Turns to ash
Harsh epiphany

First things first
The rest shall follow
Now please choose
Choose what pill you’ll swallow
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
It fits the game
Timed perfectly
Same keys some screens don’t work
Everything’s already unlocked
I lost myself in the sheets
I begin to wander
When you are lost you find yourself
When you hail the lights
The sack has come undone
Everything is as it is
Becoming a swaying shelter

Keep on running
Run to the horizon
A flash of light at the speed of sound
Fallow, the hallow
Like a whistle in the wind
The western wind is blowing in a direction we can't comprehend
First one goes, then the other
Followed by the negative number
Just a hop, skip and a jump
Trickling down the waterfall
Earth's mother will crown me king on the way down
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
No matter the pain I’ve survived
No matter the losses I’ve thrived
No matter the times I’ve been denied
I shall never stop living this life

Sure my ways and values will change
And maybe thoughts and action will be rearranged
And I know this life is very strange
I’ll live it to the fullest each and everyday

New beginnings a fresh start
The newest chapter another part
A sequel and an epilogue
No turning back now I’ve come too far

Too many places to be
More of a person to be
Even more people to meet
Womb to the grave it’ll all be me
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
Shoot me up
And beat me down
For my crimes
Against what we once called love

I’ll meet you at high noon
Bring your gun I’ll bring my will

I leave to you a list of apologizes and regrets
Do what you want with it
It only gets harder from here
So **** the gun and pull the trigger
Steady aim

Shoot it through my skull
And I'll lay lifeless
On the ground
Nothing remains

They say the punishment must fit the crime so
Hang me at the gallows
Burn me at the stake
Send me to the guillotine
Then dig me a shallow grave
My remorse is deep
A life that’s okay to take
The guilt is mine to keep
Impale me
And nail me to the wall
Drink my tears in laughter kick me when I’m down
I stare down the barrel and feel nothing
Satisfy me
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
Now go ahead into the mist
Tearing eyes and bleeding wrists
Along with your unfinished list
The point you missed
Into the mist

Morning’s bright but filled with guilt
Ulterior motives have built
The flowers wilt
No summer rain
Winters pain

Inform me when freedom starts
Off the streets and in our hearts
Emotion and thought tear me apart
I’m so lost in thought
No war was fought

The diamond’s head is being cracked
A time too fast
The odds are stacked
A feeling that grabs your mind
But you know you're fine
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