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  Jul 2018 Logun Alexander Johnson
Dev
Can you see me?
I’m here, standing
Right behind the lovely
Facade you love so much.

I’m screaming, sobbing
Pleading for you to see me,
And yet your gaze falls
Directly on my lying smile.

Why don’t you notice? All the signs are there.
My mask is cracked and open and bare
And I have to wonder if you really don’t care.

I just want you to notice
To find solace in your warm embrace
To find comfort in your words
To feel safe to be myself.

But the mask still stands,
And I sit here in agony
Crumpled, praying
For you to notice
Was gonna edit this a little, but I like the way it’s come out straight from my head.
  Jul 2018 Logun Alexander Johnson
Nyx

In the forgotten words
That grace our tongue
So pleasant and so sweet
Let's not forget to who it was
That lead our hearts to skip a beat
The battles of the lovers
Who's love seems so strong and true
The friendship of the forgotten
Now banished and taboo
Beautifully crafted poems
Expressions of the heart
Cigarettes and strong liquor
Fill the void of those falling apart
Photographs framed and titled
Happily ever after
Broken glass and burning flames
Its all lead to quite a disaster
Perfectly in sync, beating as one
A flawlessly orchestrated symphony
Though another refuses to be undone
Holding nothing left, Salvaging his dignity
The depression and sadness
Morphed into something more
Angression and anger
Nothing lingering of the man he was before
Now the sweethearts they sing
Unaware of that they impart
Flaunting and praising their love
While he's become a man without a heart.
Has anyone else been fighting a war they keep losing?
Fighting and fighting, with little difference?
Change of tactics, change of mind, change of though.  
That changes the mind to a unknown prison you can't escape?
That in the end, causes a change of person that you don't recognise when you look on the mirror and repeatedly asked; "What am I?" to no avale?
Or am I just a forgotten soldier, sent to die, in this war?
This, like every single one of my poems, has a deeper meaning, and like the rest, It connects to the rest. As always, Don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments below. In the end, It will all fit together.
Like problems, When hammering nails,
You either hit the nail on the head,
Or your thumb.
This poem is to show how my last two poems, I "hit my thumb" and they didn't do as good as I was hoping. As always, don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments below.
There's always at least two characters in every story; the protagonist, and the antagonist.

Which am I?
There's always two sides to every story as there is two most things. What am I?
Time bought.
Time spent.
Time wasted.


All for what?
This poem is to give my other poem "Time" a new perspective per say. What if I told you, there was a secret, no one has found. A story yet to be told. A question yet to have an answer. Would you believe me? What if In the end, It did will all fit together?


I wonder if you guys can figure this out, For what if this is more than just a story? A poem? My feelings? But also a past I'm only part of and a future where I've lost?
As always, don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments below and guess if you can figure out the story.
  Jul 2018 Logun Alexander Johnson
Nyx

Hold me close
Please I beg you
I can't stand it anymore
I'm standing by the edge
I feel the pain deep within my core

The past is brewing over
And I'm way in over my head
It hurts it hurts I beg you
Please stop it before it spreads

**** it before it takes away my smile
Destroy it before I lose it all again
Just hold me tightly please
Though I know its all in vain

I'm crying and screaming
Please forgive me
For feeding you lies instead of the truth
Its cruel and selfish to push this upon you
But if I'm lying about my own pain and sadness
Thats something I'm always willing to do

You don't need to worry its okay
I don't want to burden you with my problems
My trauma, my scars and my bruises
No matter what it is Ill always come up with excuses

I'll do anything to hide you from the truth
You don't need to see this ugly side of me
Though ive seen each and every one of yours
I'm still unwilling to let you see

Bolting it shut with iron doors
Locking it tightly down
I'm pulling up my facade now
My mask is telling you I'm perfectly
Fine

But internally I am screaming
I was want you to hold me close
I'm losing myself within my own mind
Everything only the outside is far from the truth

So please, oh please
I'm begging you
See through all my lies
See that truly down beneath
That I'm honestly dying inside

Hold me Close
I beg you*

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