Spiritual I

In spiritual I, I put in writing,
I write with a smile invisible on my face,
In spirits’ world, I stay young,
I say, people, this is the perfect place,
I don’t tell you, I talk lie,
I make my mind in the nick of time
With a change of mood, I desire,
I can stand with all that pain,
I listen to music, melancholy,
To rock and roll, I love freedom,
A desperate man at my command,
Sometimes I dream of a saddler’s world,
I got fear, to fear the fear,
I have no experience to weigh on my shoulder,
I have worry, for having no worry,
I don’t know what it means life for somebody,
I don’t care, I stay here,
I love the ocean, I love the combination,
Of silken hair on scented skin,
I caught your eyes in a sturdy stare,
In this gentle sunlight, I caught by surprise,
In a grasp of air, you pulled your eyes away,
I don’t take mine, in fact, I’m watching,
From the curves of the hips to the lines on your legs,
Spiritual I, I take no chance,
In challenging times, I take no brunt,
I don’t surrender, I stay bachelor,
I wait for my victim to pull the trigger,
Do I die? Do I stay here?
Do I live longer or the end is near?
I lead no path, I leave no past,
I leave no footprints, no history behind,
I was born on the edge of water,
In sweet hell, I deserve much better,
Spiritual I, I keep the silence,
Soul addiction and spiritual patience,
Sex, I can’t ask,
In the moment it turns in desperate measures,
I, satisfy,
From little I do to open a pack of smoke,
I get scared, in the minute I shouldn’t,
When a boat capsizes to hit the bottom,
I’m pushed, I gasp I want my life,
I can’t put a hand out to save a little new born,
Whether you believe me or believe me not,
I go sinning in the whole world mad,
In confession of spiritual I,
I have no ambition to turn down my clock.