Illiterate Rants of a Poetic Mind

What you are holding in your hands is true raw emotion. This was written on one thought alone. A man with his pen and a pad of paper is the worlds last true freedom. I believe that if you shed fears from societies grip you can create true beauty. By beauty I mean real life experience. Everything love hate and all emotions. This is not ment for the weak at heart or mind. It is ment for the lonely souls to know they are not alone. It is a crazy mans legacy.