Laine Johnson : Writing

somewhere.

somewhere.

A Poem by Laine Johnson


somewhere, i hope he's out there.
Silence.

Silence.

A Poem by Laine Johnson


This is from a very dark point in my life. I am completely recovered from these feelings, but I feel the words written then best explain where I was a..
Preface

Preface

A Chapter by Laine Johnson


Preface to One Half of a Soul.
One Half of a Soul.

One Half of a Soul.

A Book by Laine Johnson


This is Dahlia's recollection and memoirs on her life so far, as a way and means to justify her disbelief in the fact she'll ever fall in love.
Incomplete.

Incomplete.

A Poem by Laine Johnson


i woke up one day & decided this wasn't good enough for me.i could always do better,so i struggle for a better day,and i know it's a-comin' becaus..
Untitled.

Untitled.

A Poem by Laine Johnson


it's been two long weeks,but what's a week anyway?just a way of measuring daysso they can keep repeating on and on;an empty melody to keep the hearts ..
to pieces.

to pieces.

A Poem by Laine Johnson


let's go back to words we can't remember,back to when the flowers were still blooming.when the sun was illuminatingand we would shine, shine so bright..
Let the Music Save Your Soul.

Let the Music Save Your Soul.

A Poem by Laine Johnson


in the style of something TWLOHA might blog.
naked trees.

naked trees.

A Poem by Laine Johnson


i shiver, violently, as i toss and turn in the night.these dreams, so vivid, awaken as theconsciousnessin my mindbecomes an inescapable fate.eyes open..
identity crisis.

identity crisis.

A Poem by Laine Johnson


you're not a person, you're an actress,cold hearted, and all theatrics.you're nothing more than an identity crisis,and i'm not going to rescue you, th..

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