Stay Calm

So I was going to write every single day this year. But maaaaan! Fuck that. There are just days. Days I wake up hyped. I wake up mad. I wake up so fuckin mad. Almost like I went to sleep, I was on the edge and when I’m awake I’m still on the edge… Except I’m on fire. Like my flesh is on fire. Those are the fuckin days! Those are the days when I tell myself shit like “just be calm man, you haven’t gone over yet, you’re still here, you’re just on fire, act calm, act like you’ve been here before, don’t make a scene, it’s just fire, your flesh is melting off, your eyeballs are boiling, your hair is stinking, the organs inside your ribs are exploding, your fingernails are shooting flames, just be fuckin calm dude, shut the fuck up and don’t make a scene, you’ll be fine, you haven’t lost it yet ”. Those days, I just can’t be writing. You don’t want to hear what’s goin on in here. These fingers ain’t got no nice words to type. I got no nice words to speak. I don’t even want to smile. Fuckin write every day. Yeah fuckin right.  Sometimes I just wake up so fuckin mad.

Anyways, those are the days I let go. I go back into my world. Nothing Fucks with me in my world.

-Pirate Fresh