I’ve seen how it ends,
Its not pretty.
Matter of fact
Its messed up,
Its quite shitty,
But forget the end,
The last day
Shelf the thoughts negative,
Leave the depression at bay,
Look back to a time past,
When life was good and the food fast.
Let’s go to a back-then,
Full of days Euphoric
None induced by the chronic,
None with us down and out
Spewing stuff melancholic,
When we looked at a frown,
And fought to crack it,
Not to the right now
When everything is enveloped
Sealed in a word…Fukkit.
True. Life can be a bitch,
But that’s not for the right now,
That’s after all is said and done,
After a lot more is said than done,
In the end.
M, couldn’t agree more! Look back (not in) anger but rueful wisdom and then face the now smiling 🙂
I did not mean to sound that way!
wow!wow! yeah you know what it is pips
@iwaya,and where did u come from.am gona get you uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu i have even lost gas to comment more
True, true.
Wha’? Ivan writes poetry? I’m going to report you to Baz.
I’d be gentler if it hadn’t been good poetry. Now, no excuse left.
Ivan and poetry? yay
Man, this poetry thing is going way too far…..
Here’s my shoulder.
And get online….. now!
Well said, Ivan!
Still – life is what yhou make out of it. It’s a choice – I believe.
Turned Poetic?? Loving this
This shit is tight! Excuse my chinese.
I need to reform: this hanging out with guys is having a bad influence on me.
really nice!as in ivan..niccceeeeee!