A simple poem..

I, Rosa Johnson, pledged to abide by all the rules, and to purchase a book-the one that wins-from Amazon.com.

Some people have haunting memories at heart with unrevealed pain. But words helped me to drain that pain and be happy with what I have.  Words healed me always.

Everything about Grace comes through Jesus and exalts Him above everyone (and above all other things). Grace could not have been extended to man without Him.

This is a collection of Poems that I wrote myself. Be warned, some are dark, some are made from my own pain. Poetry is a way to look into someone's soul and see who they truly are.

A girl can't find any reason to live, so she decides to commit suicide. She believes no one cares for her, so she takes a buch of pills with alcohol.

Halloween. The night I lost my sister. The night I can't remember. I was drunk that night but I can still remember the way her body crumpled in front of me...

Feek the intensity...the piano player plays.