Nicole Johnson

Category: poetry

  • Beauty is brains

    I sit. I breathe. I eat. I drink you in. Batting my lashes in hopes of you noticing all five-foot-seven of me. I’ve got legs and curves like they do. What do they have that I don’t? Is my dress too close to my knees and my breasts not bursting…

  • Absent minds make the heart grow fonder

    I remember the day you stood up and stretched out your arm to hold my hand. You assured me that everything would be OK— But something didn’t seem to sink in. My hands were shaking as the ground beneath me crumbled around my feet. Your hand tightened around mine as…

  • The naked truth

    Body temperature rises as the bile piles itself within my throat. A slow, aching shiver caressed itself up my back and my voice began to choke. Never in a million years did I see this coming Hands on my knees, ready to bolt. The tears began to well in my…

  • Trigger back, release

    The frown is back as the convulsions begin to rise in my throat. These worried eyes shall remain remote. Watching you from afar, whispers become audible as the sun hangs onto the light behind the trees. The further I pull away to my safe haven behind my heart, the line…

  • Two souls are better than one

    Drip, drip, dripping One by one the tears slip through dampened lashes Trailing down my cheeks and past my quivering lips. It is not enough to know that I’m truly sorry? My body shakes from the constant agony of your departure. My soul impaired and ghastly Pitter, patter and it…

  • Bad Girls Rule The World

    We can pretend it’s the goodness within her heart that keeps her around. You don’t see what I see when you’re not around. I’ve sat back within the chair that rocks as she pour her emptied soul into the people And they fall to their knees blinded by the rays…

  • skyline

    It was the eve into the midnight sky Where I stood up once I realized Nothing at all was what it once seemed. We sat side by side, limbs not touching– not even for a mere greeting. You looked at me and my eyes remained on the sky. “Forgive me,”…

  • Scattered Showers

    A moment of happiness surfaced upon my face, As the creases of the desert filled with rain. I never imagined that it would feel so good to gaze up at the moonless sky, And for once not have to hide. Here I can be who I am and not pretend.…

  • Mommy’s dream

    You used to hold my hand so tight. It felt like the tendons would snap. But the pain alone was enough to know I was still alive. We sat across from one another and only you would know what I was thinking My expressions were hard to stifle and yet…

  • Third’s the charm

    Back pressed against the cold, hard concrete Troubled eyes facing the sky. I wish I could take it back, because deep down I want to cry. I am my own worst enemy Sometimes I don’t have to try at all because this demon creeps in my ear, Whispering things only…