"Page number one of Jim Morrison's love poems and gothic poetry."

Missing Her Again
In my little world I do what you must.
Waking up in lost dreams' dust.
Lusting for a life I long to be free.
My past is like a knife that sticks in deep.
A twister of love left nothing standing.
What I had to have left me crying.
Now I find myself where the sun won't shine.
Stuck with memories of those cherished times.
My heart in pieces, in a garbage sack.
Wishing for someone who's' not coming back.
On a dead-end street out in the cold
without the truest love I've ever known.

Wenches Wail
Knights of the round, loyal to the crown, conquer the land.
They start their plight at first light, with sword in hand.
Warriors charging with trumpets blowing, defend the thrown.
Bodies they hack with their battle axe, honor is sown.
Cross-bow fires arrows against the morning sky.
In a battle where heroes' are made and cowards die.
Clashing spiked frail on armor and mail.
Sparks fly, men die, wenches wail.

SO BAD
It takes me by surprise when I look into your eyes.
I want to hold you and love the whole night through.
I write you letters and call you on the phone.
You never reply and never at home.
My feeling are so strong it makes me cry.
Why can't we be together? Tell me why.
Searching the places that you usually go
and sat forever waiting by the phone.
Your something I desperately need to have.
I need your tender sweet loven so bad.

Silver Train
All day long I've been waiting for a train.
Got to see my girl before I go insane.
Heart racing, I'm pacing not knowing when
that train will be coming around the bend.
Shadows of loneliness darken my soul.
I haven't seen her for so long I miss her so.
Where is that train?
I need to hear its' whistle cry.
Got to have her back standing by my side.
Its been two days since I've ate or slept
and I still haven't figured out what to say to her yet.
I can't wait to kiss her sweet lips, so moist, so wet.
Reaching for my last cigarette.
Sliver Train, turning wheels of steel
making my heart reel.
Silver Train, whistle blowin steam
carrying my dreams
Silver Train, chuggen down the track
bringing my true love back.

Slow Down
Running too fast, too fast to see
what I pass by that's changing me.
Then anytime she looks my way,
you know I have to say.
Slow down, your going way too fast for me.
Slow down, I've only known you for a week.
Were back to back, face to face.
Faster, faster she ups the pace.
Around, around yea' that's her way.
We never stop. Well then, I say.
Slow down, her lovin' is set on high speed.
Slow down, she gives me more
than what I need.
It's a big race to her.
Can I keep up with her
running down loves' street?
Can I get her to see, she is too fast for me,
running down loves' street?
Slow down, you know your going way too fast.
Slow down, I really want this to last!

Evil Eater
He looks for you and he looks for me.
You should know cause it's easy to see.
He was the first, now he's the last.
The reaper of souls he eats them fast.
Cause he's an Evil Eater
and he's hungry for you.
Evil Eater reaches for you.
He's gonna get you!
Take you down to hell and bite your head off.
Run anywhere but why try to hide.
It's your choice you've got to decide.
To kiss his hand or go astray.
Turn into sin you'll eat decay.
Evil Eater squeezes your neck.
Evil Eater fury is frantic.
Feeding on evil he devours you.
Into darkness where nothing is true.
Pain is certain burning forever.
Cause now your sin an evil treasure.

Heavy Metal Queen
The girl of my dreams.
She's got a hold on me.
Her long steel fingers.
Scratching for my feet.
I see her she looks quite right.
I'm happy she's her tonight.
So take me my miss hot score.
I want you to give me more.
Oh for heaven's sake.
I can't believe my.
Heavy Metal Queen.
Come with me now if you can.
Reaching out she takes my hand.
Leaving in a car that's fast.
Warm sun rays across the grass.
She is falling for me.
My Heavy Metal Queen.

Too Late
It's here, full moon.
Evil that gloom's.
Running they're scared.
Living nightmare.
Don't sit and wait.
Cause by now It's too late.
In deep sleep, you're awake.
See your self at your wake.
Frozen, you can't move.
Helpless, and your doomed.
A force that won't let you be.
You try but you can't break free.
No one hears you shout.
In a place you can't get out.

Insane
It's late, she said to me
"Won't you take me home?"
Well, I begged you before and I'll say it again,
will you please stick around.
Give me more of your love
because tonight you look so good to me.
I know you are tired,
but won't you set this lust free?
I look into your eyes,
you know I'm hypnotized
and then I have to say okay.
I always give you what you want.
My love for you has made me insane.
Yea! I'm insane right through my brain!

Bar Floor Crawl
Before I met you I walked straight and tall.
After falling off my barstool all I can do is crawl.
Hit my head again on the brass boot rest.
I want to get up, walk a straight line
but I failed the test.
My lonesome barstool picks me up by my arms.
Counting swirling stars, in my eyes,
reminiscing your sweet charms.
I need a doctor to fix this torn heart.
Tripped over my own two feet.
Got to crawl to the door, so I start.
Doing the bar floor crawl because if I get up I'll fall.
The very same doors that I'm trying to crawl through,
you step over me and walk in with someone new.

Prisoner Of Reality
Sleepless dreamless desperate and trapped.
Sightless soundless all there is, is black.
Thirsty, starving, body wrought with pain.
Freezing, burning, it will never change.
No end, no rest, nowhere left to go.
Wining crying for pity on your soul.
Endless conquest for your sanity.
Shadow whisper you must follow me.
Ruthless attacks on you will power.
Senseless savage minutes like hours.
Confused confined kept out and locked in.
Haunted, hunted payment for your sins.

My Eternal Soul
At the heart of the soul, compassion
feeling physical sensations.
Is it he master of my heart?
Does it control my works of art?
Can my soul become an animal?
Turning into a criminal.
Is it the one I answer to?
Does it pay when my time is due?
Can my soul free its' self from me?
Slip out to be alone and free?
Is it the one who knows it all?
Can it read a crystal ball?
Can my soul be like a wishing well?
Can it be locked up in hell?
Is it the reason why I lose?
Does it have the right to chose?
Can my soul take away my life?
Can it decide if it wants to die?
Does it believe in good and evil?
Is it as sharp as a needle?

Blood for Blood
Like a beam of light
splitting the night,
I'm out for blood.
An evil man killed my girl
and I'll search the world to find him.
Tooth for tooth, an eye for eye.
Where ever he goes,
where ever he hides,
I will find him!
With vengeance and hate,
I'll carry out his fate.
This murderer is about to die.
My hands around his throat,
he has lost all hope
and death fills his eyes.
I have evened the score,
he will kill no more,
so why do I still cry?

Sky Rider
When your not on the run,
your face bright as the sun.
Kicking back drinking wine,
wished to stay for one more day.
Yes, all the time to eternity.
Real hours slip away.
Can't be pulled back to get
a second chance to play.
Enjoy the feeling of having fun.
Before it's stops and done.
Before you know, he's gone away.
And fades into the distant past.
Here now, gone tomorrow
leaves the living people emptiness and sorrow.
Can you see your true friends
who's with you to the end.
Have a drink to the past.
A memory is only a thought.
But it is all you got to live on.
Please high sky rider, pick me up for a ride.
Through the clouds, past the stars.
Nowhere you could bring me is too far!
Jim wrote this poem to be read at his brother Rob's funeral services. Jim's brother died with his girlfriend, Vicky, in a motorcycle accident. Rob was 18 and Vicky was 16.

Poetry written by:

Jim Morrison

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