"Ink-Less"

I write with an ink-less pen,

I write until the plastic inside bends.

I write until the ball point shreds like thin leds and threads. 

My words will extend like the ecstacy drug that last too long for me.

Pain is the name of the game that we all face in anyway, still will be the same.

No matter what path you take

it will be a-shame to see your face on a picture frame of disgrace

hung up on the walls of the shameful halls we all hate.

Man, I write until my fingers are in pain, with blister all over the damn place.

I don't wanna race with you in a poetry slam, I'd be damn if you do it without a simple plan man...

You might want to run because your courage and wise-crack just ran.

So can, I be the one to be the one to show you how its done.

What should I name you?  

You're a cunt!

Now you telling me to stop calling you a cunt.

I have an accent so I cunt stop calling you a cunt " I said I cunt!"

Man, MrWaffle why'd you had to change your name?

I did it for me, myself, and I. 

I just wanted to try something new you damn fool!

Not to be cool or anything, it's nothing to personal!

But know this... that things will not be the same!

By: Ink-less