Joe

by bRiNgMeToLiFe   Jul 4, 2007


Those tall walls seem to taunt me.
They haunt me in my dreams.
Just to think of you in there
breaks my heart.
It's amazing how much I hate what you did
and yet.
when your gone,
I miss you.
You don't deserve to be there.
What happened to your life?
what went so wrong you had to resort to this?
All of this.
Your not a bad person,we all know that.
But why did you become what you did?
*Joe* is gone and his replacement is a twisted shell of the man he used to be.
But inside that hard shell,I know,theres still a piece of the old *joe*,the one who used to play ball with me.
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  • 17 years ago

    by CrimsonRayne

    I like this poem.. Thanx for the comment on my commandments

  • 17 years ago

    by john whalley

    Very good :)

  • 17 years ago

    by Serina the Squid

    Good. Guess that's all I have to say. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by HD

    Great poem, Loved it.

  • 17 years ago

    by bRiNgMeToLiFe

    Joes my dad.