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A Love Story

She looked up at him and said,
I wish i could hear your voice.
He looked at her, with her face so red,
"I wish it were our choice".

He looks at her, so in love,
and signs the words "I love you"
there's no one else, to me that's above,
and for you, there's nothing i would not do. 

Gods plan was for you to not hear,
and that's ok my love,
you can still see and feel me, my dear,
let's fly away, like turtle dove.

There's nothing that will break our love,
he tries to tell her everyday,
he may have taken a sense from you,
but I am here to stay.

Copyright © John Fedele | Year Posted 2018



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I Knew It From the Start

So there she goes, 
as fast as she got here,
I knew from the start,
this is what I always fear.

I fear I'll never be good enough,
for the one that steals my heart,
I swear I saw this shit coming,
I knew it from the start.

You gave me little reason,
to believe your love was true.
You thought some texts and phone calls,
would be enough to break right through.

My walls are far too thick for that,
I've had my ego and pride stolen,
there are no tricks left in this hat.
but my heart still remains golden.

I wont let you in that easy,
I've learned from my mistakes,
you have to try harder than that,
try to understand just what it takes. 

I've been beaten down and left for dead,
by someone else that took my heart.
I swear I saw all this shit coming,
I knew it from the start.

Copyright © John Fedele | Year Posted 2018

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Why Didn'T They Kill Me

‘Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.’-Cormac McCarthy



Why didn't they kill me... 
why am i still here...?
Being successful is my goal...
being flat broke, 
my biggest fear 

The pain is far to great to hide, laying awake and wide eyed
contemplating suicide,
what is my purpose? 
and if i stay alive, would it all be worth it? 
will I make something of myself? 
maybe i should just forfeit 

my one wish is to not have to worry
and to all those I've disappointed
I gave up, and I'm sorry

A strong man is what people think of me 
but deep down inside, a child i aim to be 
because you see, a child, so carefree
doesn't worry about the downsides to the world
only the fun things God lets them see....

please, one day, set me free
take me away from this hurt filled life that I lead, 
I plead and plead for someone to rescue me, 
but when I look in the mirror, what is it that I see? 
a broken down child, crying on both knees. 

This life gives no mercy, and only the strong survive,
how will my family react...in the event of my demise? 
i pray no one cries for me, because i am in a better place, 
I've rid myself of the bitter pain, sadness and disgrace 

maybe if i get another chance, my demons i will face, 
but for now i walk through the valley of death
a sad, cold, and bitter place
Hoping after this valley 
ill see heavens smiles and grace,
but I fear that my mistakes 
will lead me to the devils face 
so many mistakes I can never erase 
You only get one chance,
so my advice is to seize the day.

I've tried...I've prayed and prayed, but the pain still wont go away
day after day, my life i want to take away...but even that I fail to do
so night after night I'll lay,
in bed awake but dreaming, of the day my pain goes away...

Copyright © John Fedele | Year Posted 2009

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My Pen and Pad of Paper

My pen and my paper,
it's all that i need,
when i want to fuel minds, 
and set sad souls free,
when I'm feeling depressed and lonely,
and my heart begins to bleed,
I drop ink on my paper pad,
and my pen begins to lead.

It leads me away from reality,
the sadness, spite, and greed,
it takes me away to a far away place
where there is no want or need.
There are no limits or boundaries,
my imagination is set free,
if only life were as easy,
we'd all be happy, and carefree.

Copyright © John Fedele | Year Posted 2009

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Not Who I Could Be

I am but a fraction of who I could be, 
or who i could have been, 
all of this wasted potential and talent,
it could have been a win,
Instead I let myself waste away,
my skin went from thick to thin.
Only a few more things i can do now,
i can give up, or i can grin.

I will look life straight in the eyes,
stick my chest out, and destroy the lies.
I will do what I can do to keep going,
I'll try my hardest to avoid the cries.

I'll make the best of the life that i have,
and do everything to make it better,
because if life has taught me anything,
it's that it changes like the weather.

What is gone is gone, and nothing gold can stay,
all i can do is try my best,
and hope for a brighter day.

Copyright © John Fedele | Year Posted 2018




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