beneath the suns rays
I’ve been kissed by life!
wondering what tomorrow may hold.
with this pen I spill words over lines
because tomorrow has yet to be told
I can no longer wonder what it may hold and bring
today is here
and yesterday still haunts me
though I’ve drowned that pitiful day in a bottle of Gin,
it seems to be with me yet here again…
so beneath the suns rays
kissed by life,
pondering tomorrow with spilled words over lines
as yesterday still haunts me drowned in a bottle of Gin,
I speak words
like I’ve done this for years….