"Ink-Less Stuff"

I'm here typing up my poem,

for you to get sick of em,

I'm getting a little tired of repeating em,

with the same old rhymes in em, you gotta problem with em then get tearing then.

Send and let your anger over lap em with your piece you had but then you didn't have so stop your pretend!

I need an anger managament because I'm going realistic with this sickest shit thats covering me!

I'm drowning in greatness with poetry! 

I'm poaching like eggs that's bowling to the point that cannot stop me from writting!

Yes coffee the adrenaline is making my blood go rushing and I'm already starting to be cussing!

I'm getting kind of rusty with this thing can't you see how much I wanan be free from this curse that is killing me!

Man... stop me!

By: Ink-less