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 world's 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 man's legacy.