Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer

Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries

at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and dreams

Empty Kiss Unfilled dreams holds the whims of love

She stares at the reflection from the bottom of the glass and sees

Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me

the essence of your love permeates my soul

Within truth is seldom told from the

The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled

Smoldering Love **** Love’s ashes char the heart

Metal detectors and locked rooms political correctness ruining our schools zero tolerance for crayon guns higher learning dumbing our young

Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns

The dance of dreams in harmony as hearts are woven

Searching for feelings I cannot explain what happens to love when the flame turns dark

True feelings are spoken in the bed of touch as desire