Tragedy – Page 17 – Word Smith Wisdom

Zero At Love So Far

Zero At Love So Far

I don’t know just where to start.

I’ve left a trail of broken hearts.

Only problem, they’ve all been mine.

I get hurt by love every time.

Yet, I’m willing to try again.

Maybe this time I can win.

I have to learn how to play this game.

Or else, it will always be the same.

One more broken heart for sale.

I don’t want to tell that tale.

Round & round I go again.

There has got to be a way to win.

Maybe I should stack the deck.

Pad my hand to win the bet.

Yet, that just doesn’t seem fair.

It leaves honesty up in the air.

Mama always told me right from the start.

Don’t go around breaking little girls hearts.

Seems it never ends up that way.

My heart gets broken every day.

There is someone out there for me.

I must keep searching & try to see

if I can find her before I’m too old.

It’s hard to have faith & be so bold.

My record has been zilch so far.

Maybe I need a fancy car.

Maybe I need a face lift too.

What I really need is you.———————-R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Starting Over

Starting Over

I know you’re sorry for the whole thing now.

You want to make it up to me somehow.

But, I’ve moved on to greener pastures.

I wish I could have gotten away faster.

I seem to be floating, searching everywhere.

For a love that won’t rip out my hair.

The last adventure didn’t end well.

How it happened,—- I won’t tell.

You want to come back once again.

Start all over but, I can’t pretend.

That nothing happened, when it did.

Though a mistake, who can we kid.

The results destroyed all trust.

There is no way to restore ‘us’.

I’ve moved on to better things.

I opened up to a life that swings.

No guilt involved because it’s all new.

There is no more me and you.

I hope to find one I can trust.

Make up for the both of us.

Have a life of love & devotion.

Free from all the commotion.

You want to come back once again.

Start all over but, I can’t pretend.

That nothing happened, when it did.

Though a mistake, who can we kid.

The results destroyed all trust.

There is no way to restore ‘us’.

Time passes and nothing has changed.

The incident that ‘scared’ cannot be explained.

Yet, the hurt has mostly gone away.

This time I feel like I want you to stay.

The ‘swinging’ life didn’t work out so well.

I was happier before we went to hell.

Maybe we can start over again.

Maybe, this time, we will win.——————R W. Johnson—–(2014)

She’s Come Undone

She’s Come Undone

Can you believe what she has done?

I loved her more than anyone.

Yet, she tried to reach the sun.

Now, —-she’s come undone.

She bought a one way ticket to memories past.

No one knows how long this will last.

For her, reality has slipped away.

I pray it will return again someday.

What was it she was searching for?

It was probably right here at her door.

She went too far. She touched the sun.

She’s come undone!!

She had this problem using drugs.

Psychedelic type, supplied by thugs.

She was trying more than to just get high.

She wanted to soar into the sky.

There wasn’t enough here for her.

She had enough love. That’s for sure.

Yet, not the answers she was seeking.

I’m not sure what she was thinking.

She bought a one way ticket to memories past.

No one knows how long this will last.

For her, reality has slipped away.

I pray it will return again someday.

What was it she was searching for?

It was probably right here at her door.

She went too far. She touched the sun.

She’s come undone!!

I look in her eyes. She isn’t there.

Wherever she is, I hope they care.

She searched for truth but, she went astray.

What she found was not a better way.

I pray to God she is led to Him.

He will guide her from this sin.

He is the truth, the way, and life.

Her search will end without any strife.

———————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Missing You

Missing You

Many days have gone by.

I haven’t heard from you.

I haven’t told a lie.

What are you putting me through?

Give me a clue.

Drop me a line.

Send an E-Mail too.

Just take the time.

I’m not into this .

I am not with your vibes.

I miss your goodnight kiss.

I don’t like being taken for a ride.

I think back.

All was very good.

Was I blind ? I have eyes like a cat.

You always responded like you should.

There was no problems that I could see.

We were closer than Mork & Mindy.

It seemed that this is how it should be.

I say “Nanu, nanu to it all, Cindy.”

Could it be you’ve found another?

Could it be you are no longer alive?

I loved you more than I have any other.

You could come over. You know how to drive.

I will attempt to contact you.

I will use all the means I know.

No response means we are through.

Then I’ll know where I should go.————-R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

The Insanity Of Man

The Insanity Of Man

The desolation was unbelievable.

To look at a city hit by a nuclear bomb.

Anything left standing was inconceivable.

Total annihilation before the calm.

Anything of value was unretrievable.

A coating of gray covered it all.

Death in the ultimate sense.

One of the most horrible things I saw

were human bones tangled in a fence.

Nothing moved. The dust slightly stirred.

Tossed about by the dry endless wind.

Then I swore there was moaning I heard.

Cries of the dead from this unspeakable sin.

Time has passed but, almost no change here.

A scar on the earth, a reminder for man.

This is something to always fear.

Never do this again to the land.

How did it ever happen before?

How could one country think that way?

Did they run in when Satan opened the door?

There is no justification that they could say.

Man is a slow learner in the school of hard knocks.

History should teach him to change his ways.

Instead they try to bluff, bully, and out fox

their so called ‘enemy’ in every way.

I don’t want to see the day when it happens again.

Next time on a world wide scale, I say.

That will be the end of man’s peaceful pretend.

Man will be a figment of the imagination

to those who look upon the ruined earth.

They will wonder with fascination.

If a race does this what were they really worth?

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

What Goes Around Comes Around

What Goes Around Comes Around

To the ones you left behind.

Were we not worth your time?

We never heard you say goodbye.

We never got a reason why.

Here’s to you who couldn’t see.

What it was you did to me.

Now you’ve thrown it all away.

Now there’s nothing left to say.

I am living in the shadow, love.

The shadow of your tragic love.

The darkness you’ve left me with.

Along with others that are miffed.

Players only love you when they’re playing.

The lives you ruin is wrong, I am saying.

Revenge is mine along with the others.

The day is coming when we’ll have our druthers.

Did you think you could go on forever?

Destroying others lives like they never

existed, except for your personal pleasure.

That will change. I am no mystic sayer.

But, I know when I speak the truth.

You have been doomed from your youth.

Your past conquests will raise up.

That will be the end of your luck.

Love will have a different meaning after that.

You will change your ways and that’s a fact.

You will be loving, kind, considerate, & more.

You will show no one to the door.

Your days as a player will be over.

You’ll spend your time lying in clover.

With the one you truly adore.

Praying she won’t think you’re a bore.

Always, you will be in fear.

She will dump you like dumping a beer.

She will walk away & rip your heart out.

You’ll remember that is what life was about.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Searching For Love

Searching For Love

All the nights blend into days.

My total world is one big haze.

Drifting from one bar to another.

Always searching for the other.

Significant other that’s mine alone.

Someone I can take with me home.

Each time it’s always the same.

I can’t find another to play the game.

My temper is like a loaded pistol.

My love is fragile as a crystal.

I am asked “Do your friends miss you?”

That is just that much more scar tissue.

I’m just looking for someone to love.

The answer is not in the stars above.

I don’t know if I’m up or down.

Each day is the same as I look around.

Sometimes I feel I am getting close.

Then it passes just like a ghost.

I want to change but, I am driven on.

Some people think I am running a con.

I just want someone who thinks like me.

To share my moments of ecstasy.

My temper is like a loaded pistol.

My love is fragile as a crystal.

I am asked ”Do your friends miss you?”

That is just that much more scar tissue.

I’m just looking for someone to love.

The answer is not in the stars above.

My heart is strained from dusk till dawn.

What I need is a magic wand.

I could wave it toward that special one.

She would come to me on the run.

Nights and days all blur together.

I have pushed myself to the letter.

If she is out there, she’s playing coy.

I think it’s the end of the road for this boy.

—————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Who Is The Fool Now?

Who Is The Fool Now?

How long was it before you knew?

You are never too old to be a fool.

You fell for this one real big time.

Sorry but, I’m glad she wasn’t mine.

She told you she loved only you.

She said that no one else would do.

Yet, she was seen all over town

with others that she had found.

She was worse than “Run around Sue.”

Just another way to hurt you.

There is a name for people like her.

She deserves to be called it for sure.

It is not my place to judge another.

She was even in trouble with her mother.

Her actions judged her for others.

It is a shame she had her druthers.

It is wrong that you end up the loser.

Easy to say you shouldn’t have chosen her.

Once you did, you were a goner.

Now, your doomed to wander.

One day she will meet her undoing.

She will no longer be fooling

around with every guy in town.

She will be wearing her face in a frown.

The one she really wants will dump her.

She will be feeling like you do, sir.

So, be patient, and in due time.

I am going to make her mine.

Then I will make the wrongs right.

I will dump her without any fight.

She will be getting off easy.

No, don’t think of it as sleazy.

She has hurt too many of my friends.

I will make her pay in the end.

Vengeance is mine sayith the Lord.

The thought of that struck a chord.

Guess I will back off for awhile.

The Lord will take care of her in style.——-R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Fed Up

Fed Up!!

You’re tearing me up inside.

Your comments make me want to die.

The tongue is a two edged sword.

You’ve gone too far & cut the cord.

You have ripped me up, tore me down.

Made me look just like a clown.

Then you think I should forgive.

You leave me bleeding like a sieve.

I’m putting my foot down.

I’m turning over and turning around.

Look at me and see an icy stare.

This romance isn’t going anywhere.

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I’m gonna harden my heart.

I’m gonna walk out the door.

It’s time for me to get smart.

I can’t take it anymore.

Look for me at Heartbreak Hotel.

Down at the end of Lonely Street.

I have been through enough hell.

Time for me to hear a new beat.

I’m gonna walk to a different drum.

No more time to sit and cry.

I am through with being so dumb.

The parade’s not passing me by.————–R. W. Johnson—–(2014)