Has Anyone Seen Johnny
He has been so depressed, did you know?
Has Anyone Seen Johnny
Has anyone seen Johnny tonight?
He left before the streetlights came on.
Said nothing, just slipped through the rain,
Like a thought that didn’t want to be known.
He used to sing when the nights were long.
Old songs that made no one sad but him.
Now the corners of his voice are gone,
And the silence wears his grin.
The shop girl said he came by late.
Bought cigarettes and stood outside.
Staring down the road a while,
Like he was waiting for his ghost to ride.
His mother’s kept the curtains drawn.
His coat still hangs behind the door.
She swears she hears him climbing stairs,
But the steps don’t sound the same no more.
The river’s high this time of year.
And some say that’s where he’d go.
He always liked the quiet places,
Where no one asked what hurt him so.
I think he’s walking still somewhere,
Between the rain and breaking dawn.
A man who tried to find his peace,
Before the world could drag him on.
Though why on earth he got depressed,
No one seems to really know.
They say his girl just went away,
Johnny’s inward tears wouldn’t stop, you know.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (1)
Loss and grief along with loneliness and depression make for a lot of sadness for one. No one even the nurses and doctors are not sure what makes Depression click for whomever. Not sure if I read your poem the right way. Great work on it though.