If I live to deal out truth bombsAm I considered the enemy?Perhaps, but damn you call me verminI perform this service for free I see your effort, how hard you tryThe struggle that life bringsBut nothing can last foreverThe shine wears off all things I'm teaching you the way of the worldChaos swimming in shitThat's … Continue reading Pigeonholed


Golden Words bestowed In youth hindsight remains ahead Aged A handful of Innocence with my fingers spread I Dared cut My teeth on a loaf of ancient bread No Need of fear In preparation, done is done, for the dead The lifetime pursuit of pain Let it not be in vain Pray for gain