Fuck it...
 

Fuck it...

I smile in the void, laughing in dooms dungeon
Napping at noon, smashing the snooze button
Asking the booze for the passion to actually do something
Then gradually get off of my ass when the moon's coming
Hoping people praise me for how crazy with words I am
Then write some lame, weak ass verse that ain't even worth a damn


Fuck it...

Ever stare at your reflection? Deep in your eyes?
And see the evil inside?
Are there demons that thrive
By feasting on your weakness and pride?
Are they feeding you lies?
Or just trying to reveal the deceit that you're eager to hide?
I try to relax and chill, but havoc's still on top of me
I'm gagging on the jagged pill of honesty
Maybe it's not a lie
Maybe I'm delusional and stupid, inept
Maybe my demons are just the truth that I refuse to accept.

Fuck it...

The last line was killer…super poignant. The whole verse was pretty dope though. Loved the flow and moments of self deprecating introspection. Fire.

The tone of this is like you just threw something together, but actually it’s quite polished and cohesive. Gagging on the jagged pill of honesty was nice. Write more pls.

Do you want to have a battle or collab on something where the deadline is like 2+ weeks?

This short piece has a lot of depth to it. And it’s very well written. You tend to be at your peak when writing from a first person perspective, ala deadman. Nice job.

It would be a pleasure.

Either is fine with me, whatever you want to do.

"The furies are at home
in the mirror; it is their address.
Even the clearest water,
if deep enough can drown."
-RS Thomas via Disco Elsysium

First six lines were elegant and well rhymed and the whole piece made me happy to read it. Third line was the kill shot.

This is very good, I enjoyed reading it quite a bit. Loved the first four lines, just perfect rhyming and cadence while still pushing the feeling forward.

I am genuinely surprised and humbled that you all took the time to read and comment on this.

I've known you all a long fucking time. I respect you all a lot. Thank you.

Now fuck off.

<3

Fire. Loaded with syllable swag. Its pieces like this that make me want to actually write a real verse from time to time. Been so long. Glad to see you active bro. Appreciate the words in the last thread i dropped.

This piece,
Seems like you dealing with a lot of the same demons i used to deal with man. Heavily influenced by the dark side and the devil in your ear just thumping away at you regularly. Man.. this shit was me on an everday and night basis years ago, and honestly not even that many years ago at that. Crazy how far ive come since then and how painful it is to read some of my older shit realizing how dark of a place it was actually and honestly coming from. Scary. Hopefully your in a better headspace than this piece suggests. Write it down if your not, share it, it helps.i can always relate to this type of drop. Peace homie

Thank you my friend.

I'm not in as bad of a place as this piece suggests. Emotions are transient in nature but I am, in general, doing quite well.

fire read

Ever stare at your reflection? Deep in your eyes?
And see the evil inside?
Are there demons that thrive
By feasting on your weakness and pride?
Are they feeding you lies?
Or just trying to reveal the deceit that you're eager to hide?
^^Loved all of this, Witty, but especially this section.

You were always understated in your writing (and also underrated imo), but when you actually read your works, there is always a good message there with solid mechanics throughout.

Glad to see you’re still at it, old friend. Hope all is well on your end.

Fuck it's good to see you post here. It makes me super fucking happy to know you read and enjoyed this. It was written in 15 minutes or so but I'm quite pleased with how it turned out. There are few things that could have been better but I'm relatively happy with it.

Thank you for the kind words my friend. I tell anyone who will listen that you're one of the best writers I have ever seen do this. I hope you still write in some form because it would be a shame for the talent you have to not be out there.

Love you forever and always brother.

i love the dickriding faggots that will say this was good

Me too they're my favourite.

Up past sinacogs worrying mental illness.

If I could visit my past self.
 

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