Ramblings of a wandering mind

In my life there have been many ups and downs My mind and heart have been tossed around and around Crimson tears have stained my cheek While Crimson lipstick has made me feel weak.

In a Dark ally I have slept My cardborad box sheilding from the rain Its so cold and lonely it makes me sick I shudder in my jacket even though it is thick.

A fireplace warms my bones Oders of a grand meal fill my nose My father says a prayer before we feast I pray along thankfull to say the least.

Looking up from the stretcher I see a face All I can think is how I cant die yet I fade in and out with a dream of regret The reaper and I play a game, for today I win the bet.

A gentle touch stir's me in my sleep I look over and see eyes filled with need I know I will always be welcome in this place Tears run freely as we kiss and embrace.

Many battles have I fought to the end from the start Skirmishes of the body, wars of the heart I wear three scars, on my neck, my chest and abdoman One fore what is, on for what was and one for what might have been.

This rambleing may not make any sence to you The moral is live your live fully, with passion in all you do A man... myself... once stood at a crossroads in life I didnt like the choices, so I blazed my own trail with my blood soaked knife.