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Joe Workman Oct 2023
So you want to go back to the morning
when we were crawling on all fours.
This afternoon is burning you
and you're not looking forward to more.
You ask what promise is there in evening
besides the setting of the sun?
Well, that's when we will pack our dreams
and go back to wherever we're from.
And maybe we'll find a new day,
and we'll wake up feeling grand.
Who really knows, and who can say?
And who cares? Just take a stand!

It's said discretion is the better part of valor,
so choose to focus on the stuff that really matters.
We're only ever given just this moment, aren't we?
No promise of another after.
But I can tell you that I think it's **** well worth it
to love and to be hopeful and to try in earnest.
Don't spend so much time fretting for the future, darling;
uncertainty is always certain.


When life feels like it's only lemons,
and there's a sour taste in your soul,
get a grip and take a sip;
acceptance is best enjoyed cold.
There's nothing that the world can dish out
that you can't overcome
by digging in your tired feet
and refusing to be undone.
You know that there's hope of a new day,
of waking up feeling grand.
Who really knows, and who can say?
And who cares? Just take a stand!

You were taught to hurry,
you were taught to fear.
You were given worry,
and you were given tears.
But I think that the very best of life
is when you learn to unlearn
the foolish things that bring you strife.
They're none of your concern.
Joe Workman Jul 2023
Blacking out and feeling giddy,
but always waking up
quite a bit less pretty
than we were the night before
But we were cool and we were flying
Man, we couldn't get enough
as we kept the fear of dying
off our drunk and tangled tongues

The only promise that we had
was the headache in the morning
You can say that we were foolish
but you can't say we were boring
Time and time again
we tried to justify our sin
Saying live it up 'cause life is short
Let's party to the end
But life turned out to be
A little longer than we thought
and after all the money spent
no dignity was bought
You may see me smile
but inside all the while
I know that my reverie
is nothing more than crooked memory

The sun sits just below the trees,
giving them a subtle crown
Another day lost over thinking
true joy we never found
The laughter never lasted
and the music always died,
but the regret every morning
was a thing that never lied.


Say what you want
about 20/20 hindsight
But even now
I sort of miss
those endless, desperate nights
Joe Workman Jun 2023
Where are all those sparks
that enlivened our eyes
back when our words were tender
and our touches desperate?
What happens to your heart
when you hear songs from our nights?
Do dreams or nightmares rule your sleep?
Do you even sleep?
I find it difficult without the warmth of you.
But comfort is in my ago,
that vague time colored by optimism
and a bad brain.
Joe Workman Jun 2023
Some nights my mind is restless
and I'll wake up feeling drained.
Although I hate it when this happens,
last night I dreamt of you again.
I know it's pointless to linger on
what was and might have been.
Our time was just a winter sun -
golden sweet and sure to end.

How are dreams so accurate?
It's wild, how true they capture it -
this little thing that eats at me,
my constant, secret shame.
If our deeds are louder than our words,
and words just serve to reaffirm,
then, on my life, I don't know why
all I can hear today
are the words you wouldn't say.

Remember how we used to drive
down quiet, lonesome roads
because we only felt the world was right
when we were free and all alone?
Choked off behind your perfect lips,
but suggested by your laugh,
was an answer you would never give
to something I would never ask.

It was subtle, only hinted at,
that thing that burned us both.
But in the air between us sat
the truth I needed most.
They never came, I never heard
those simple, insufficient words.
And still today I feel the weight
of what you'd never say.
Joe Workman Nov 2022
Mom
If your later years give trouble
and heavy clouds have covered all
the memories you thought you'd never lose
If you forget the way you held me
when I was small and screaming
seemed to be the only thing that I could do

If summers past grow hazy
and you forget the brutal days
spent watching me play baseball in the sun
If you forget my graduation
or the days my kids were born
If you lose their names and faces one by one

I will still remember all you are
I will tenderly remind you
what you mean to me
My words and hands will never be too far
I will stand right there beside you
I will help you see
And though the stars may hide from sight
in the evening of your life
I'll always know that you are why I'm me
I love you, mom

If you find you can't remember
my first date or last December
If you find yourself lost in and out of time
I'll hope that somewhere deep
your mind will let you keep
the knowledge that you've made my life so bright

I will still remember all you are
I will tenderly remind you
what you mean to me
My words and hands will never be too far
I will stand right there beside you
I will help you see
And though the stars may hide from sight
in the evening of your life
I'll always know that you are why I'm me
I love you, mom

But if ever you forget
the times I lost my head
and took all of my anger out on you
If you forget feeling unwanted
or belittled and forgotten
For that I would be happiest for you

I will still remember all you are
I will tenderly remind you
what you mean to me
My words and hands will never be too far
I will stand right there beside you
I will help you see
And though the stars may hide from sight
in the evening of your life
I'll always know that you are why I'm me
I love you, mom

I will remember, I'll remind you
Hold your hand and dry your cheek
When you feel lost I will guide you
The way you always did for me
Joe Workman Mar 2022
Don't shut me out
I need to know that you're okay
especially when you feel like the world isn't welcoming you
You have my love
so never be too afraid
to ask me hard questions when your brain isn't answering true

Oh, my child
For a while
your honest smile
has been hiding
Let me share
the cross you bear
The weight isn't fair
There's no denying
You've struggled and you've strained
and the battle has you feeling drained
But look at all the ground you've gained
Keep fighting

When there are storms
and the rain is falling from your eyes
use it to water the garden inside you you're trying to grow
Then when you can
rise through the clouds to sunny skies
and use these moments of warmth to find the You you're dying to know

Mile after mile and through every trial
I'll find the way with you
Because I have faith in you
Keep fighting
Joe Workman Mar 2022
A choice to make
Will you roll the dice
Take a leap of faith
to see if you can fly
Or keep your head down
and stay in line
If you're too scared to make a sound
Then they'll make up your mind

The doubt within you is gripping your bones
leaving you unable to decide on your own
Is there light beyond the curtain
You may be uncertain
but don't let your worry turn you to stone

Never do just what they tell you
They think that they know better
They only know how nervous
they can make you some days
You should let the *******
drown in their disaster
while you keep yourself
far away

Will you believe
in yourself enough
to regain your feet
after they've tripped you up
It's an uphill battle
but at the top
you'll look out from your castle
and be glad you never stopped

Not every setback was a cause for concern
A ****-up wasn't failure if it helped you learn
Even when you felt like fainting
something kept on saying
Your strength is born from pain you didn't earn
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