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Beauty 

Posted: June 12, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

beauty is deeper then skin 

Beauty is what’s on the inside 

Not on the outside 

beauty is more then hair and

Pretty faces 

Beauty comes from the heart 

Beauty is not love 

You could love a ugly 

person 

Loves not on the outside 

Of the skin 

Love is from your heart 

Under the skin 

Where it matters 

Emotion 

Posted: June 10, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

hold your head up

Smile for once

Don’t cry don’t cry

Clear your mind

Push it all out

Depression is no good

All thes voices in

my head

All the words telling me

to give up

Then all of the positive

Words

One mint your crying the

Next mint your happy .

Forever 

Posted: June 10, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

forever goes past death 

Forever is beyond that and so much more 

Death is just a pump in the road 

Death is a terrible thing  

Death is always around the corner

Death is the end of one thing 

And the begging of another things

I need to find a place 

Posted: June 10, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB, Uncategorized

I need to find a place 

A place in my heart 

Where it doesn’t hurt anymore 

Where the pain is numb 

Where the blood is low 
I need to find a place 

A place where peace is 

Where they are no pain 

Where emotions are never found 

Where pain is no longer there 
A place to be happy 

Where love is never broken 

Where love is happy 

Where life is happy

Sister

Posted: March 17, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

My sister is to me the greatest person in this world,
one of a kind and one in a million
Her soul is made of pure love,
yet she’s worth way more than gold.

In my eyes, she will always be,
the most beautiful person to walk the earth.
To me she’s the smartest woman I know,
and it truly does show.

There is no one that compares to her
no one that even comes close.
I appreciate all the advise she has given me
The memories I will forever cherish
for they are priceless.

Listen

Posted: March 17, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

listen don’t you hear
I’m crying
but they are silent tears
I’m crying on the inside
so you can’t see
all the pain running though me
I cry for you
I cry for the times I can’t
So listen

Summer

Posted: March 17, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

Bright beautiful sun
The trees are full
Green grass
Hot summer sun

Shy is so blue
Funny shaped clouds
Big and small

Sounds of cheering fans
Smell of popcorn
Dirty uniforms
Softball is in the air

Trust

Posted: January 16, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

Your words begin to mean nothing to me,
You continue to lie under your breathe.
Had me convinced that you were different,
Yet here I am, with a broken trust.

My heart torn out from the center of my chest,
Ripped into a million pieces.
You promised me over and over,
That you would change for the better.

But I soon came to realize,
That you’re no different than the first time we met.
Each event replayed itself,
And each time you betrayed me.

My sister , my friend

Posted: January 15, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

To me you are an angel in disguise.
Full of intuition, intelligent, and wise.
Always giving and helping through
Good times and bad.
You are the best friend I’ve ever had.
If I had one wish it would surely be
To give you as much as you’ve given to me.
Though I’ve put our relationship through some cloudy days,
You’ve been my sunshine in so many ways.
Through trials and tests, right by me
You stood,
And gave me your hand whenever you could.
Thank you so much my sister, my friend
My gratitude for you has no end.

Softball

Posted: January 15, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

Softball is the sport I play. I’d play softball any day. Whenever it is hot or cold. Softball still, I think is bold. Some people prefer basketball, volleyball, or golf. But not me, softball is the one I love. Teh gloves, the bat,the ball, the socks, the cleats, the dirt, and the colored shirts. No questions about it softball is the one for me!

Mother

Posted: January 14, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

Her hands held me gently from
The day I took my first breath
Her hands guide me as I take my
First steps
Her hands held me when tears
would fall
Her hands were there to brush
My hair
Her hands help hold the stairs
In place
Her hands pushed me through
The good times and bad
Her hands are now twisting with
Age and years of work
Her hands are more beautiful
Then anything I seen
Her hands made me who
I am

Brother

Posted: January 13, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

Words are hard to describe feelings

I have always been better with images

Yet writing  down how much I miss you

Seems to give me more piece

Writing to let go to give this all a piece

It will never go away

learning to give it time and space

I can tell you how much you mean to me

How much I need you in life

Writing about you and how fair I have

I become a stronger person