The realities ive been in go beyond the fantasies
To feel what ive felt, like being kicked below the belt
To see what ive seen, like being in an endless dream
To hear what ive heard, like being at a concert until it hurts, how about kurts
To smell what ive smelt, like being in a room who just delt
Yes this world has gone to shit, it puts me into fits
its a state of wit as i write these crits
Dont be a prick and get all uptick, id have to slap you with my ....
Have I expressed these realities, shall I attest in further detail in totality
it goes beyond your morality of duality
I could write scripture on the realities that got me misshaped and all bent
So I vent.