Tommy Johnson: Favorites

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

alex

there was a boy with a racecar bed who never liked vanilla, but chocolate instead.

there was a boy who liked to climb trees, who watched cartoons, & ate his peas.

there was a boy who liked to run fast, who was too fearless, who was never in last.

there was a boy with big blue eyes, who liked reading books, & stormy skies.

there was a boy with long brown hair, with a piercing here & pink scar there.

there was a boy with cigarette breath, who liked fast cars, & wrote about death.

there was a boy with a deep glassy stare, who cried at night, because life isn't fair.

#love #sad #eyes #death #up #boy #blue #growing #age #skies

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

Sacrifices.

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

Unfortunate Smile

Sacrifices.

I was wrongly convinced that if I set
myself on fire first, that it would
hurt far less when you
threw me into the
flames.

#love #sad #depression #life #heart #pain #sadness #death #hurt #thoughts

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

for you little ones

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

lulu

for you little ones

i aspire to inspire
you, little girl
to pour out your heart
and break the walls you've build

i write to ignite
that fire in you, little girl
to stand on your two feet
and dare to dream

i aspire to inspire
for you too, little boy
to see that you can be different
and to see that you are one of a kind

i write to ignite
that fire in you too, little boy
to reach out to that light
and not let the darkness get into you

i have hope for you, little ones
to be the strong soldiers
in this world we live in.

for you, and you, and you.

#love #poem #life #girl #fire #world #hope #boy #light #soldiers

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

~Mockery~

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

Emily Kaminski

~Mockery~

Until today(though not as often),
in my world, I can 'hear' the mocks of people, even from animals.
When I mess up on a small thing while helping someone,
it's like I can sense that they're making fun of me in their heads.
How I can't do things right, or how maybe I do it differently.
When I'm walking alone,
I can 'hear' the mocks of people, judging on what I wear or how I walk.
When I encounter a cat on my way, I can see it starting at me. Mocking me the way how I notice its existence. It thinks I'm stupid.
Then again, that's what cats DO. It's a full time job of theirs.
Even with friends, I can sense their mocks of people, gossiping of the way we behave or dress.
In the end,
once I've been mocked,
I'm alone in the end,
as a subconscious laughing-stalk to the eyes of others.

I believe that we all need help, and an aid from a therapist.
v.v
#firstworldproblems

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

what figure

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

Katie

what figure

your slim volume taunts me
i am all flabby with words that wind
a convoluted sentiment
a never-ending pitch and bubble
of adjectives that collect around the waist
sag themselves down
to collect at my feet

and your spine is pin thin
straight. i am petrified at the sight
of your delicate sonnets
resting like slender wrists
that taper down to the profession of words
every word a counted fibre, lean
while i bulk up and on and become
obscene

#poem #poetry

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

You 2, Dream 1

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

Teko Harvey

You 2, Dream 1

Had me at hello, Cliche', but a new experience for me,
Hearts were performing but I always covered my eyes at that show.
Your name, Seemingly, the flower I just wanted to sit, watch grow.
Could have had it all
I lost you in the fall.
No reference to a drop
At the Sight of Daisies
Even the Greatest of Gatsby's broke clocks.
Concerned myself with the perfection of detail,
I hope he does see all the beauty, even when you fail.
Does he cherish the small things?
The way you sip your tea,
The many ****** expressions when you speak.
King of the questions, that would never leave this mouth.
Queen of the Answer, all I needed was you, I had no doubt.
Brain vs Heart, I already knew better
Planned the perfect picnic, I know you can finish this line, Always so clever,
Tried to stay in control, Faltered, I'm human I now know.
Involuntary motion of feelings without direction, where do I now go.
Like a movie scene I had every perfect song for the moments that altered.
Subconscious I woke, smiled, it was your face imprinted on our daughter.
The end is far, but you are my friend, I am always close,
these are just my thoughts, starred in with a little hope that floats.
With a canyon of love in between
I made promises to you I cant ever mislead.
2, I will see you, 1, close your eyes, & watch me Dream.

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

The choice

Oct 2014 Tommy Johnson

Lover of the light

The choice

I'm done dead to none but myself
I am lifeless holding on by a thread
that once held me together
I seep from every poor thought out paper I hand in
screaming please help the lost soul
in the corner
despair blares over the loudspeaker
and this time no one knows
to catch me when I fall
because they're too busy looking
in the other direction
this time I could slip into sleep
and never come out
of my self-induced coma
maybe I could finally be free
if my hand slipped
and those problems of mine dropped
into my mouth and down my throat
dead to all but me