An untitled Document is
a story waiting to be written,
a play waiting to be acted,
a song waiting to be sung,
is an ice cold beer waiting to be drank.

An untitled document
is a way into my soul.
But i must warn
you before you take a sneak peek….

Let me remind you of
your family
your friends
your freedom
your life.

Let me remind you that
when … if you take a look
you may never come back.

Not because you don’t want to
but because my bright and colorful soul
is just a mask
a thick deep mask.
Really my soul is mad,
Creepy
Nostalgic.

My soul is
why your mother told you
not to talk to strangers.
My soul is why you
were told to keep on the sidewalk.

My soul is an
alarming chilling thing
that you cannot  intimidate
because it'll tumult you with a look.

My soul can **** you
my soul
will keep you on your knees
my soul will have you begging
for a second and third and 100th glance

my soul is as addicting as ******.
My soul is ******.
It bubbles under fire
and you get a rush when injected

But You'll always want more until you die.
Unlit you breathe your last breath.
Until you're weak pulse flatlines.
Until the foam gargling out of you mouth finally stop.
Until your heart beats its last beat.  
Until your smile finally disappears.