My Creations

Alright so i guess this is the section that i post the things i stay up late and write...heh i dont know if its any good or not but as usual i continue to write...i have been attempting to write songs..but i have those in a notebook and i havent typed them up yet. maybe i will get around to it, or you can just ask to look at my notebook and i will probably show it to you

 

As the faces fly by...

  As the faces fly by

you do not know yet

who will be true

and who is not

only your real friends show

as time moves on

so do friends

but the pain still stay

no amount of time can heal the pain

that is left when a friend is untrue

let this be a message

to all friends out there....

be a friend to your friends because you never know if they will be there tomorrow you never know if they will be there for you.

 

Cast Out-

In this place no one knows me

I have no face

I have no place

I am the masses of people with no home

No friend to hug and hold

I am no one

but i am everyone

You see me

but no name to my face

No place in your heart for me

For i am cast out of society

Cast out from everywhere

No place for the no one

I make those crowded streets

I  am the masses

I am the man behind those dark glasses

No name...

No place...

but everywhere...

but no name...

 

  Day by day

place by place

i watch the lonely face

moving along with no one

not a person

not a friend

moving along

and living a life of emptiness

emptiness, sorrow, and distrust

moving

look once before he is gone

moving yet once again

into the cloud

the cloud of dust

the cloud of hatred

moving along the road

the road of lonliness and sorrow

moving along gathering speed

where will it end he asks

how can i put it into reverse

how can i leave this hurtfull place

and just move on to happiness

is heaven on its way

or will i move to hell

for my hateful sins against my soul

where will i be placed

on this step ladder of life

as i watch the lights go down

and never believing what you say is all right

silence will not help the soul

because i need to talk about it

 

A Little Poem i wrote...

he said, it was the day the world went away,

 he said he was never coming back,

he said dont cry for i will,

 he said he was never coming back

and he never did.....

 

The Escape 

 

Is there no way out

no way to leave this wretched place

where will I go

who will I be

who will care for me

Who will be ther to hold me close

Not a friend nor foe

being cast out

by friend

family

parents

living in a world of hate

what will hold me back

from leaving nothing behind

and drifting off

leaving nothing but an empty carcass

to rot in the soil

of this rotting earth

and to waste away

into a memory of nothing

fade away

into the blackness of the shadows

and never be remembered

for I was nothing

nothing in a place of everything

neglected by even the worse

and hated by even the best

so here I stand

ready to escape

to escape and never be remembered.

 

The No One-

 

The no one sitting alone

being a nothing

sitting and wondering

who to love

and who to hate

who will love

and who will hate

moving through life with nothing

not a friend to hug and hold

living on the edge

ready to break

to explode in a supernova

and die quietly

without a scream

a supernova so small it never impacted anyone

and then he will know who really loved him

who was there

when he was there

but it takes the extreme to find out

what friends really mean

and who they are

and what they really mean

because no one was sent to get me

and i feel like im being erased

 

Alone-

Alone in my room

sitting here in the dark

content in the rhythm

between heart and drum

wondering why

why i must be alone

to face yet another day

with no one standing behind me

to make me confident and hold my head up high

no one to conform with

no one to agree with

remaining in the shadows of darkness

growing wings

but failing to emerge

and falling right back down the whole

to the depths of darkness

waiting

for someone

to emerge from that darkness with you

holding your hand

showing you that you can do it

i need a spirit who can touch my life

i need a voice to speak the truth

i need someone who will be by my side

i need a heart ill never loose


When your gone
When i was young
and things went wrong
you were there to hold me close
in your arms you protected me
but as time passed and life moved on
suddenly you dissapeared
gone like the whisp of smoke
into the last breath of fresh air
as time moved on so did i
i learned to live without you
but i never forgot you
you stayed in my head and in my thoughts
but who will be able to replace you
no one will ever replace you
only one can take your place
but it will never be the same


This is a song i attempted to write, im not sure how good it is, but you could im me and tell me what you think of it...my sn = punkindonuts001.
Slpping Right Past
Sleeping in the embers
of those who ive been waiting for
as i watch my life slip past me
lowering the standards
as the world wizzes by
since when did it have to happen so fast

it happened to fast
Everything started so great
what happened to it all
where did it run off too
and will i ever be the same person that i once knew

i need someone to show me down the right road
because they all look the same
down the road of pain and misery
but somone please show me the light
as the beats in my head begin to stop
think and remember

it happened to fast
Everything started so great
what happened to it all
where did it run off too
and will i ever be the same person that i once knew


Roll

As the world rolls on
where will you be
as time rolls on
will you
will you move with it
or be left behind in its cloud of dust
will you be able to avoid its treachours path
or will you be sucked in
to twril round and round in its vicious whirlpool of death
swirl into the blackness of death
to appear into the light of life
wondering what you have become
and who you will be

Believe it or not, all written works on here are completely original, everyone word, every thought, every emotion, came from yes, no one else but me.  Along the lines there may have been some inspiration by a song or something but not much.  (c)2001 Jon Allen.

Unfortunaly the artwork in the backround is not orignial but I wish i could do that and maybe someday I will, that would be cool.  it you would like to view more artwork by the author go Here!.

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