A day in the life

Tied ropes, Night time gropes,

Soft words, Prayers heard.

Entangled in beauty, wrapped in innocence

Yet more alone then I care to be

is how I spend my nights.

Soft kisses, Breasts gleaming

Innocence awakes,

Old scars, days behind bars fade deeper and deeper away

These are the things My soul see's by the start of the break of day.

Midday sun, Promising a midnight moon,

Listening to an angels tune, Makes me feel alive'

Wishing times change, Give more than I gave,

Waiting for the night time gropes.

Low_life

Im a low-life, that loves the high-life. Thats no life for some.
I know whores and ladies. I know men and babys. Some are just plain crazy.
Ive met doctors and teachers. Lovers and Preachers, And High class fools.
Remember im a low-life that loves the high-life. Thats no life for some.
Ive met bankers and bitches, Ive known poor lifes thrown in with riches.
Its just the way Ive been, Ive been locked up while free. Bent down on one knee.
And all the while as innocent as you or me. To be locked up just means your soul aint free.
Im a low-life that loves the high-life. Thats no life for some.
Ive dealt and stole, worked while on the dole. Its easier believe me.
Ive punched and hurt, Filled eyes with dirt. Its safer then honesty.
Friends come and die, It helps to get high. But not for long youll see.
Fucked and Flirted, Loved and hurted. Morals diverted. Dont blame me

Bay Side Blues

Dark shadows cast against the wall, Candle light flickering in the wind, Making the shadows dance to and fro, Soft whispers hiding in the breeze, Huddled and cuddled against the cold, Wrapped in a timeless embrace, No threat of the future, Just the now. One so cold for the others warmth, Time standing still while we wait.