A sunny place for shady people.

I sleep in pitch black rooms and wait
for candles to light themselves
Thoughts the same shade of dark.
Counting sheep as they hop into  slaughter houses of gluttonous, avaricious men who trade their humanity for pocket change.
While satans minions work with circumspectivness to reap what their slave-like bourgeois  have sewn living with a motto of
Yesterday is history tomorrow is a mystery
In the Meantime fribble prodigal sons of the privileged ponder their inheritance
While the daughter of a currier burns her fathers letters because something's are best left unknown
and the candles remain unlit.
But beauteous animals still roam free in the wild,
little kids still smile.
There's hope in the heart of each child.
Sitting in seclusion and coming to Ambiguous conclusions is always productive
So When did the key to success become failure?
*when wasn't it?

I try for now but the past comes back
I can't take that
Ripping me apart it bruises my heart
Grips me tight leaving deep finger marks
Oh the remarks
Oh how we act
All I ask
Why did you do that
Why would heaven decide to hurt my heart
Why couldn't I have us
I was so young
It still makes me cry
At least It gave me a big heart

I would give it all for you if only
It ***** being lonely

Today a baby boy was born
The future heir to the British throne
Remember July 22nd was the date
Proud parents William & Kate
Every child born today will receive a Silver Penny
A collectors item, for so many
First we watched William & Kate marry
He has a really cool Uncle in Prince Harry
I bet he will show him some tricks
A bouncing baby boy 8lb 6,

A baby, a toddler, then into a little nipper
Look after him Auntie Pippa.
We will watch him grow up and ready to take his place
The news confirmed on the easel at Buckingham Palace
Well done to Kate Middleton
To us a Prince, to you a son.

Prince Charles is your Grandad
The Paparazzi will go mad
One day old and already on Twitter trending
Who will help, with the Royal winding
William & Kate must be so happy
One hopes One's been practicing changing a *****
Born in St Mary's, Lindo Wing
A child that will be our future King
Everyone is so happy for them
Born on a Monday 4.24pm
You're Great GrandMother is called Her Majesty the Queen
We'll watch him grow into a teen
For Prince Phillip four male generations
Now the country starts with the celebrations
The new addition to the Royal Family
The future of the British Monarchy
The Windsor family and the family of Middleton
A boy to bring them so much fun
Proud watching down over all times will be his Nanna
Brought up in the memory of  Princess Diana
The name now we have to all guess
For now we call him His Royal Highness
For the country this brings so much joy
A beautiful, bouncing Royal Baby Boy

Crawl sweet child
I'll pray
Each day
That your set free
And get to experience the world
Cup half full

Tear down your home
Live life like a garden gnome
Watching the grass grow
Observe snow melting
Your metamorphosis
Into a misfit butterfly.
Star gaze during the day
Let your dog take you on a walk
Marry the same gender
And color with white crayons
Wear flip flops on a snowy day
Start a fire by rubbing two ice cubes together then
Burn churches and wait for the rain
But remember, Be afraid of the light
Oh, don't forget
live
Sell you soul to Lucifer
Because second chances are overrated
And happiness isn't
Strike down Zeus with a thunderbolt
**** Hades with kindness
And drown Poseidon
Just to prove its okay to get carried away.

Midnight walk
clear my thoughts
right from my head
the road looks clean
I walk there instead

Standing in the midst
Of what was a busy intersection
I think ill close my eyes                    open
Praising the sun in the dead of night
Why do i feel so alive?

Only now may I see
How acquainted the sun is with the stars
I used to think it must be so lonely shining up there
as a tree might feel
Towering above the grass in a large field

Or me lying in the street
praying these machines I hear
will just let me be
No matter what I do
This is what sets me free

Resting on my back
in a concrete jungle
yet somehow flying.
Oh midnight walk
this is not the end,

*we shall meet again

Bound by something special,
perhaps spiritual?
like pieces
Of some fragmented soul
that are drawn to one another.
Things seem to have fallen into place
For this ancient being.
together we synthesize thoughts,
I once thought only I could constitute.
Energies that bounce off one another
leading down multitudinous passages
helping to emphasize my Existentialism
As one we create the most primordial bond.
with the third part of this fragmented soul
we shall call for Lunar Diplomacy's
and shake the very fabrics of the universe.
Because who's to stop us?
free from all judgement's in each-others presence
anything is possible.