About Me
At last, we have found us; let the poetry flow 'tween our entwined souls and our eyes reflect the passion of every word we write.Let us bleed freedom and cast off our mortal cage, for heaven awaits us, to grace its page.
Gracious Words.
Do you ever get that notion
where you feel, well, out of place?
and everyone’s in such a hurry
living the rat race.
Yet you alone, cannot be seen
you’re cloaked by invisibility
as others heads are in their ass
a display of superiority.
Once upon a day gone by
twas I they couldn’t see,
now I just don’t give a fuck
and I’m a happier me.
Do you ever get that notion
where you feel, well, out of place?
and everyone’s in such a hurry
living the rat race.
Yet you alone, cannot be seen
you’re cloaked by invisibility
as others heads are in their ass
a display of superiority.
Once upon a day gone by
twas I they couldn’t see,
now I just don’t give a fuck
and I’m a happier me.
(Source: graciouswords)
