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Tricia Johnston Poem
I sit in my room all alone,
no one to talk to, no one is home.
It's like no one cares how I think or what I feel,
I think I'm living a lie as if my life is unreal.
I feel like everyone is out to get me
to torture me and make my life hell
they have nothing to ruin,
so go ahead you might as well.
You have nothing to ruin, I'm just a nothing girl
I have not a care, not a care in the world.
Copyright © Tricia Johnston | Year Posted 2006
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Tricia Johnston Poem
My life is a storm that gets worse everyday
I go to my room and try to get away
But with the silent booms of thunder
And the blind lightning flashes
I cover my body in strawberry gashes
The bright red blood dripping onto the ground
I lift the blade and look all around
Make sure no one's there and dig in again
Push into my vein and hope for the end
"Suppers ready," Mom calls out
I swallow and hide my sorrowful pouts
I scream back, "I'll be right down"
Slice my skin and in my blood i drown
Half an hour later to my room Mom dashes
To find me dead covered in strawberry gashes
Copyright © Tricia Johnston | Year Posted 2006
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Tricia Johnston Poem
If no one hears me screaming
am I really screaming at all?
If no one hears me crying
do my tears really fall?
If no one is around to blow my nose
does my snot still run?
If no one is around to play with me
do I still have fun?
If I'm not outside,
do the skies still rain?
Do I really feel this way,
or am I just insane.
Copyright © Tricia Johnston | Year Posted 2006
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Tricia Johnston Poem
Everyday I wonder,
I wonder how my life could be.
I look into the mirror,
only to find the same boring person staring back at me.
I go to my room and turn off my light
and cry myself to sleep like I do every night.
What is going on in this hell that I live in?
Why is it every time I'm pressured, I always give in?
I just want to stop and take a second to breathe,
I just want to live, I just want to be me.
Copyright © Tricia Johnston | Year Posted 2006
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