New Day

i rise before dawn

i began smoking cigs

i take a piss get a glass of water

take a shot of gin for eye opener

i relax and sip beer the rest of the day

head gets fuzzy and i stand i get dizzy

by moon i am pissing on myself

time for speed to reawake

still more smokes

time to fill my lungs with

smoke from my joint

i get up i fall down i ask you

can you fill my pain?




I love my guitar, poetry, reading, writing, living life on the edge, Don't worry their no strangers here just strange people, Be sure to let me know you stop bye and let your hair down. Grab some coffee and hope you enjoy.
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