Tragedy – Page 11 – Word Smith Wisdom

He Has Bottomed Out

I dream of the person I might have been.
I could have been great!! I say it again.
But, something pulled me down to hell.
Like a mill stone around my neck. I can tell.
That something is you. You drug me down.
You’re a devil woman, not a clown.
You play your game with major skill.
In no time, you had captured my will.
You made me despise myself.
Made me feel like I need beat with a belt.
I gave all I could, but you wanted more.
You sucked me dry of all I adore.
You cursed me. You wanted to from the start.
Making statements like we will never be apart.
There is nothing worth saving in you.
You should be stomped under someone’s shoe.
You are a demon from hell working your spell.
My ego is lower than the deepest well.
I have to fall out of bed to be somewhat up.
I have drank your poison from a bitter cup.
I will never recover from what you did to me.
I am a ruined wreck of a man. Can’t you see?
There is nowhere for me to go from here.
I have reached my final end. Is that clear?
Move on down the road & leave me in peace.
I have gone as far down as I can reach.
I will never see the light of day again.
Just let me rot here in my den of sin.
Cover me over with the last of your scorn.
Be assured, I will never be reborn.

———————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Under Her Thumb

I saw you and I couldn’t believe it.
She has you walking a tight wire.
Don’t look down, even a little bit.
You will fall into a ring of fire.

She has you up tight and out of sight.
You have a Tampax syndrome big time.
To treat you this way just isn’t right.
She is going to drive you out of your mind.

She runs a tight ship.
She won’t stand for the slightest slip.
She will cut you off short.
If you dare to give her a retort.
Such a life is not for you.
Cut her loose now, you fool!!

You are really towing the line.
Your nose is to the grinding wheel.
What’s up? Have you lost your mind?
You’re in prison. What did you steal?

You spend your time running blind.
You are worse than a rat in a maze.
You’re going in circles. Make up your mind.
Is this any way to spend your days?

She runs a tight ship.
She won’t stand for the slightest slip.
She will cut you off short.
If you dare give her a retort.
Such a life is not for you.
Cut her loose now, you fool!!

What power has she got over you?
Can she do magic? Has she cast a spell?
She’s ugly as a mud fence. That won’t do.
I know you got to be living in hell.

You are a man. Don’t crawl like a worm.
Find a way out and take it now.
Don’t just stay there continuing to squirm.
Walk like a man. Don’t bawl like a cow.

—————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Caught In A Lie?

Like a soldier under heavy fire.
I am fearing for my very life.
You have said that I am a liar.
I am only avoiding pain and strife.

Things have changed for you and me.
I am not the reason for it all.
Things are not the way they used to be.
If, only, you would answer my call.

Rumors have been spread.
There is no truth to them at all.
I was not caught in her bed.
I wasn’t even there at all.

I am true blue and fit to be tied.
There has to be a reason for this.
I am suffering because someone else lied.
I would like to beat them with my fist.

You should know I wouldn’t do this.
I have been with you for awhile now.
Have some faith in me, I wish.
I will prove it’s a lie somehow.

Then we can be as one again.
We can always trust one another.
Neither should ever make amends.
I love you. There is no other.

————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Words Of Wisdom From Uncle John

I looked around and you were gone.
I had no idea what came over you?
Its happened before, I thought with a yawn.
I always figured you couldn’t be true.

And then along came Uncle John.
He said: “Why is she gone?”
I told him I didn’t have a clue.
He said: “That’s because you are a fool.”

Sometime later, I met another.
She was sweeter than apple pie.
She wanted me to meet her mother.
I turned her down because I was shy.

And then along came Uncle John.
He said: “Why has she gone?”
I told him I didn’t have a clue.
He said: “That’s because you are a fool.”

I tried after that, but couldn’t score.
Things just never went my way.
They seemed to know what I was looking for.
Yet, not one of them would ever stay.

And then along came Uncle John.
He said: “Hasn’t one come along?”
I said I didn’t have a magic wand.
He said: “ It’s because you are a ding dong!!”

——————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Why?

I knew you when
you were a girl all alone without love.
I took you in.
I wooed you , & showered you with love.
We had a love.
A love like no other that I had known.
Sent from above.
It was wondrous, & lovely. Had I known,
It would end.
When someone much better came along.
So why pretend.
It seemed right, but it was so wrong.
I’m all alone.
Alone in a world without love.
I wish I’d known.
It would end with you killing the dove.
What can I do?
I feel shattered beyond all repair.
If I had you.
I would no longer be in such despair.
I have to go.
My collar turned up against the wind.
I feel so low.
I feel I will never love again.
You will never know
That I miss you more than I can bare.
It is time for me to go.
My life is over. It’s not going anywhere.

————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Mother Earth Cries For Help

The 6th extinction is now upon us.
Many species have turned to dust.
They say man is the major cause.
He has broken all of nature’s laws.

Pollution in almost every form.
It has destroyed, as nature mourns.
Genetic manipulation of nature’s ways.
It’s bound to send you to an early grave.

Too many humans. No room for all.
First, the lesser species take the fall.
Rape Mother Earth and pay the price.
You will see—– it just isn’t nice.

As a species, man’s days are numbered.
How will it end? Has anyone wondered?
Can anything be done to stop it all?
Or, is man heading for his final fall?

Sit back and give it some thought.
What has your actions wrought?
Is there anything that you can do?
Then , get others to do the same too.

————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

A Lover’s Revenge

I am having a lousy night.
You are nowhere in sight.
These thoughts can make me mean.
I just might end up making a scene.

Lovers have come and lovers have gone.
Some left me crying, others, a song.
But, you were a knife in the back.
Smooth lies have left me a mat.

Something for you to wipe your feet on.
You knew just when to come on strong.
Then turn it off without a hint.
A betting man could make a mint.

Bet on you to triumph and me to lose.
I made front page, broken heart, news.
Quietly,—– I plot my revenge.
It won’t be pleasant in the end.

Ya can’t please everyone, so please yourself.
When I’m done, you’ll know how I felt.
It won’t be bloody and it won’t be nice.
But, it will be something to make you think twice.

You will hopefully change your ways.
I know for sure, you’ll have seen better days.
When I am threw with you,
you will be better off in a zoo.

You’ll look like a monkey and smell like one too.
You’ll be wondering what happened to you?
It will come as such a surprise,
There won’t even be time for tears in your eyes.

My night may feel like hell now.
But, yours will be worse somehow.
You will be a mere shadow of your former self.
You may even put yourself up on a shelf.

—————————————-R. W, Johnson—–(2015)

Shattered Love

To see you standing with him there
was almost more than I could bare.
We had something not long ago.
This hurt me more than you could know.
I cried my eyes out over you.
The night you told me we were through.
He is probably the reason why.
Remembering, I feel like I could die.
I have heard you call him your soulmate.
He was ‘the one’ after only one date.
That doesn’t say a lot for me.
I tried for months to make you see.
We were soulmates, but not so for you.
I wondered what else could I do?
It seems my love was all in vain.
To you it was only just a game.
I had no hint you felt this way.
Until the night of that awful day.
The emotional pain is so extreme,
I feel like all I can do is scream.
Some friends say I should beat his ass.
But, that would show very little class.
I guess all I can do is find another.
Hard to do with my heart in the gutter.
Wounds from love are slow to heal.
The scars remain as part of the deal.
Trust issues will still remain.
Makes it hard for an honest game.
But, if I can find someone who is true.
I will cherish her more than I did you.

————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Pining For My Love

Everyone here knows how to cry.
But, I feel like I just might die.
The loss for me is very personal.
A man crying is not a curse, you know.
She was a star that everybody loved.
She was brighter than the stars above.
We had a relationship all our own.
I was always there when she got home.
It was private. Very few people knew.
No one knows how I yearn for you.
Your public life was above reproach.
Everyone thought you were the most.
But, privately, I knew your fears.
I was there to dry your tears.
You leaned on me for moral support.
I would erase every negative report.
You were often on tour as a singer.
I would follow and always linger.
We would meet when you were alone.
Then, I would always take you home.
You said you were nothing without me.
This was something I couldn’t see.
You wanted our life together to remain
a secret. No one else would be the same.
Then came that day you took that plane.
I would come later, I had explained.
I couldn’t tell you of my fear of flying.
I knew if I did it would lead to dying.
Then, the plane you were on went down.
All my dreams smashed into the ground.
The thought of you dying in despair.
I feel I really should have been there.
My life and my love is gone.
And I was too afraid to come along.
There is absolutely nothing I can do.
My heart has died along with you.

————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

No Help Coming

I was targeted by someone.
Or, maybe, it was by something.
My internet access is no more.
I threw my phone out the door.
All electronics won’t work.
I don’t think it is a quirk.
No one else is affected so.
I don’t know where to go?
I called the power company for help.
They said: “All is o.k.” I said: “ See YELP.”
I gave them a nasty review.
My girl said: “Someone is coming for you.”
“They have white coats & a butterfly net.”
I said: “I have not gone crazy yet.”
Someone has destroyed my life.
Wiped out all credit and the like.
No more bank records. I am broke.
Fired from work for a fictitious note.
I can’t buy gas. I can’t buy food.
Nothing will improve my mood.
Did the government do all this?
Soon, they will tell you when to piss.
I have to figure this mess out.
I might be becoming psychotic, no doubt.
It won’t help to maim and murder.
I’d go to jail before it went further.
At least there I have 3 hots and a cot.
Is that better than this mess? Or not?

I’m in the soup line on skid row.
I have nowhere else to go.
Waiting to get in a homeless shelter.
It is hot and I’m in a swelter.
I can’t find work. I need references.
I no longer exist on internet, my guess is.
I am an invisible man without a country.
I feel like hanging myself from some tree.
What has happened to ‘the American way?’
Somehow I have gone astray.
I have been cut down in my prime.
I might as well be doing time.
There seems to be no way out for me.
So much for ‘the land of the free.’

—————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)