Johnny Monroe Poems

I am inanimate.
My face is diamond, beautiful but cold.
...

Hope is gone
I try to be strong
But it feels so wrong
to let it all go
...

I would lie awake
reading your lies in the dead of night
over and over
'til dawns subtle light
...

Your eyes...
they never search for me.

Your lips...
...

Poetry doesn't always help
communicate your pain
sometimes...
...

For breaking me down,
for cutting me open,
for digging in the knife
as you whispered in your goddess smooth voice
...

he threw it on everyday
before entering the stage
It was a simple character
he was trying to portray.
...

Sometimes moving on
doesn't mean forgetting the feelings...

Sometimes it means
...

They say I'm not allowed to know you
because my so called sins
(you, personally, never said that right?)
are different than theirs.
...