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By:Joe allen
Words left unsaid
Stories left untold
Pain never felt before
Flashbacks…from my past
Stuff that happened
I’m hanging on to the railing
from a building 20 stories up
My arms are weakening
My mind is giving up
I will not let myself give up
Cause to give up is to die
I don’t want to die…not yet
If only you could live my life
See the shit I’ve seen
Live the life I’ve lived
No one asks how I am
No one asks if they can help me
People continue
about their daily routine
Because they haven’t seen
What I have seen
They haven’t heard
what I have heard
"Winter"
By:Joe Allen
winter....
what a beautiful time of year
the trees look dead
but soon will be green again
its cold...sometimes to the bone
but the warmth of that special someone
or climbing into that warm bed at home
is a feeling nothing can beat
the hills look flat
the trees turn white with all that snow
sometimes u wish that snow would just go
and once it does u wish it was there again
so u would have a reason to say
winter....
what a beautiful time of year
“one shot”
By: Joe Allen
One shot
that’s all u get
Just one
“one shot at what?”
Why one shot at life
If u mess it up to bad
U only get one shot
One shot
To tell the one u love
how you feel
U only get one
One shot
To love, care, and succeed
Life is short
But you only get one
One shot to live
No not wake up in the morning
that’s not living
One shot to really live
One shot is all u get
So live, love, tell, care and succeed
U only get one
“The Unseen”
By: Joe Allen
Scars fade
cuts heal
broken bones mend
If u have a black eye from a fight
Its obvious, it shows
U cant hide it
A broken heart
Can not be seen
Its hidden behind the scenes
People may seem happy
But just remember
not all pain can be seen
Scars may fade
Cuts may heal
But not all pain can be seen
"Wandering my Empty Life"
By: Joe Allen
I often wonder why i wander
or what this world would be like if i werent here
Would it make a differance if i were to just dissapear
People hate me because im differant
My life is empty My heart is black
A soul i do not have
I wish i could go back I have an internal strife
which causes my great grief
i wish i could find some sort of relief
people yell and scream While others cry
enough to make a stream
Blood is red As a rose
like the sunrise comes and goes
life is like a yo yo it has its up's and downs
like the world goes round and round
why i wander i do not know
all that i can tell you is that
IM JOE
By:Joe Allen
Some summer nights i sit and watch a dieing ember in a fire.
is a dieing ember any
symbolization of your life
is life long and takes forever to end or is it short and
painless
Do we know when we are about to die?
or does our own fate rest in our
hands?
if i were to die tonight would anyone even notice much less care?
after we die do
we really go to a heaven or a hell?
Is there really such a place with fire pain torture and
agony for eternity
all resting upon how we live this life we are in now?
or is this life
we are in now hell?
Are we being punished for a mistake we made in a past life?
So now i
wonder
on some summer nights if a dieing ember i any symbolization
Of your life and how it ends
By:Joe Allen
Whose eyes are these i wish i knew.
They are lovely dark and deep.
They tell storys of a battle never fought before
except within the heart and soul.
Are they the eyes of a person
whose getting abused and tries to hide it
only to find out that everyone knows?
They are the eyes of a person
who wishes they were never born
or would just go to sleep and never wake up.
When i leave will anyone miss me?
what if i didn't leave
would anyone want me gone?
They are not the eyes of a loving mother
for the eyes of a loving mother
could calm any rough sea!!!
or are they the eyses of a loving friend
who is scared to death of who you have become
...cutting...drug abuse...dieing or trying to die.
covering up the cuts with long sleeve shirts and bracelets
Until one day you snap out of your mode.
you say to yourself, "It was all just a dream!!!"
Then you look at your arms and see
that it was not a dream but reality.
you cry and ask yourself
why you have to be this person that you wish you never were!!!