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Jonathon

I have  friend named Jonathan

Everyone calls him Johnny or jon

He told me his secret

That nobody else knows

He shoots bows and arrows to take his mind off things

As the arrow gets released his arm stings

He wears no padding not even over his finger tips

He whispered it in my ear with his chapped lips

Almost crying his voice cracks

He lacks a mom she passed along long time ago

Barely anyone there just a sweet crackle of disappear as the smoke he lets out he can almost hear the weed speak. He's just as depressed as anyone of us but he lets it in through other things shrooof the arrow hits the target... bullseye. I remember his cry the tears in his eyes as he looked up waiting for me to judge. I did nothing. Just starred I've never heard such a thing. He told me he thinks of different ways different ways to face death at least twice a day

I didn't know what to say so I asked why. Which I know is the dumbest question to ask because I know his mom passed and his dad is never there and the only family he has is his dog Ben that he tends to but I saw a tear go down his face and I wiped it away and said I'm sorry, I said,

I'm sorry your going through this embarable life that you can't quiet deal with by yourself I'm sorry you have to face this with your head down and a fat frown and life is just kicking you to the ground but when u get up you can kick back and attack and face the fact that your better than this and these hated humans that look down on you because you can't handle yourself so you have to lie down and smoke your way through this nd you know what, that's okay because your tough and when it's all over your going to be even stronger than you once were before this life decided to throw a curve ball and it's going to be alright just a little longer...

I trailed off because I realized I said all those things in my head we were sitting on his bed and he was still crying because I never did wipe that tear off they were still flowing.  SHROOF another arrow hits the target BULLSEYE again

That was three years ago and we still shoot arrows every Sunday evening

He told me his secret when he was under the influence of an illegal substance but he's been sober ever since ever since he realized he wasn't alone ever since he realized all humans go through some terrible things and if you just told someone and let it out you understand some things never go away and you can't face them by yourself but soon enough it gets easier and easier just as long as you have someone by your side even if that someone is a something like a notebook and a pen just let it out put down the illegal substances and put on a smile and don't stop and think your not good enough to live this life because this life isn't good enough to be yours you deserve something better as long as you keep keep getting back up and not giving up it will all be worth it some day. Some way and some how just keep living on


im over it

10/23/2017

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