Im kinda bored. At this time i am watching the news, IM'n sum random chick with intention to do evil, thinkn bout nothin in particular. I took a long ass nap today. Feels weird but I was so tired from waking up for this stupid appointment that proved to be fruitless. I made it up in my mind that I would ring out my mental anguish in a poem. So I dont have much of an idea but imma just spit a lil bit just cuz i am a man of my word...even if it is my inner voices aspirations.
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How does it feel to be the illness?
how does it feel to be the disease?
the lights are low and you just wallowing in stillness
everything else has yet to put you at ease
You smile but your eyes
your eyes tell a different story
in this moment, we can soak in the truth and cast out the lies
to get you to believe would be the feat of such glory
Weve come a long way from alone to together
the past is dark, cold, and dull
I only remember the pain when it rains. oddly my fave weather
stand on your toes with no legs to pull
A Sip of the Holy Grail
- E.T.G.
- "...& then the clouds parted and riding down a stray beam of light in the land of pure darkness twas the one & only, who is braver than a hundred lions, wiser than a thousand goats, a mac in a million times a million...EMAC The Great." That was mentioned by some guy from a crowd when I was born...in my dreams. See...now you've come to understand just why I'm already cooler than you. In any case, I bring upon you the RAGE! & Reign of Great Music, Great Women, Great Art & Great Laughs. May you suffer the inevitable in peace.
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