IF you stand by my side,then you can lean on me
I will care  for you,
throught the rough &bad; times,
Stand by myside,and I'LLpromise to love you forever,
Stand by my side,and I will show you a
rainbow after a good nights rain.
Standby my side,I can protect you  from
the devil himself!.
IF ,you stand by my side,I'LL,
even pull out a star from the skies above,and give it to you .
Stand by my side,and we can watch the sunset .
Stand by my side .and ILLgive you the world.
Stand by my side ,and I promise to never hurt you.
Lean on me ,for I am strong.
Stand by my side ,and together we can make dreams
come true ,with just one snap ofour fingers.
I can promise you'll never cry anymore or
ever be alone again.
Stand by my side,and I;LLgive you paridise,
But all I want in return,is your love!
SO please wont you stand by my side?.

I knew the feel of paridise, the day you held me in your arms,
pulling me close to this ethreal world that only existed at the edges of my fantasies
That stormy night  we conceived a bond,
I remember you rested your head on my womb and named her dawn,
you said someday our dawn would come,
Some day I will hold you before them,  right under the harvest moon
they will let me dance with you....
In all truth never in my life had I been in the presence of royalty,
walked down the red carpet till the very hour I laid my eyes on you,
the sight of you, the idea of you......
Never in my life had I seen the perfect setting of a sun, sea gulls fleeting through the skies, purple blue birds midsky.....
Oh my my my a black prince had just kissed somewhere inside of me
I knew the feel, the sound, the taste of paridise the day our hearts embraced like the skies embrace the seas,
I could swear I saw them kissing, toungues dancing, exchanging breathes conceiving the perfect horizon
Me and you afar in the horizon shadowing my mind,
like the desert sands embrace the rains letting them belong, burying them somewhere deep within....I knew.



no words......

You have made new home in an old place
where you have found happiness
but the more you build your new life
the more I am pushed away
destined to become a memory
I never thought I would see this day
where you would no longer need me
I do not know where to go from here
only to hope I am not forgotten

Coming outa the fog that was a steady binge I reailzed it had all
changed.
No longer was I the in demand writer but more like a sad cliff note
to a on going trainwreck.

People either stopped by to view the specticle or laugh at the
man who no longer was what they secretly hated.
The drinks but a old vice and my only true friend who held the
promise of my death.

The night befor had been a display of Gonzo like a vetran preformer
I played the role empty to myself yet the joke they did thirst to
know to see that spark and relive vision's of a burning fire.

To have the safe laugh with the old drunkard.
My eyes but a store window to a long since closed business.
I had become a human ghost town a walking monument to
the strange case of what used to be.

There taunts were clear hidden under a mocking yet sweet candy
covered lie.
tormented like a lion in a zoo who's rage if released would
make them run in sheer terror if only they could imagine the violence
that loomed in my thoughts.

But I just continued to extinguish that fire every drink
kept it at a dull smolder.

They wanted the image the walking joke not the truth.
like a burnt out ****** eventhough it killed me i still
craved that feeling of utter acceptance in the reality of it's
true rejection.

The road called to me as it viewed me as a lost love
who had fallen and was notning more than a sad parody
of a once brave yet now bitter soul.

The mystery of that last great journey still did awake me.
The heart is a highway it's road looms on into the horizen.
Hitting deadends and emotional near insane crossroads.

And I no longer was numb enough to take it's punishment.
Th scrapbook of my mind was full yet pages were added by the drop.

The final chapter waited.
But befor it's end it must be lived.

Alone I knew this was the last stand and only when you walk through hell do you understand how it feels to rest in silence.
A circus preformer left with only posters and trinkets to recall
thoose failed glory's.

One last battle still did wait.
All i needed was one last spark.
So began my trip from paridise to hell.

The words my guide the whiskey my fuel.
Insanity my old friend in battle.
And this semi thing called reality my willing rival.

As writers we thirst for perfection and all its beautiful destruction.
As for gonzo it was all down hill from here kids.

As I sit here and write,
I put to rest a part of me
that no longer has relivence in this world

I put to rest the hired Hand,
The addict of the white powder paridise.
The distant man with a heart of ice
pushing away all those he loved.

Gone is that shadow man
Its time to come into the light.

Her love holds me tight
To this heavenly reality.
Never thought I''d fall like this
Only to be caught by an angel.
Her kisses take me away
To our own cloud nine.
Higher than the rumors and prejudice
A place where we could be ourselves.
Her blue eyes capivate me
Showing me her true feelings.
Hints of devil flash in those angel eye
Sending shivers down my spine.
Her touch sends shocks through me
The world begins to fade.
One touch and all the pain ends
Taking us to our little paridise.
Her love holds me tight
To this heavenly reality.
Refusing to let me go
I just sink deeper and deeper in her love.

what is death?
is it good
or is it bad
most are scared
but not me
i would welcome death
with open arms
like and old friend
but not today my love
you hold me from him
you keep me alive
our love keeps me alive
with out you
i would be nothing
so i ask again what is death
is it torture
a lifetime without
your smile
your face
your voice
a night time
of nothing
blazing hot
or would
you be waiting
for me
siting and waiting
siting and waiting
in our own paridise
death
would be a doorway
one life
with you
for another