My emotions are in a bottle, the same bottle I would use to chase this hard pill I have to swallow called LIFE prescribed to me by the struggle, the pain, the anguish of being bitter sweet…most call it reality but I call it a block of my mind,to be free of  swagg to kno that I am this free spirit to be free of all the pain accept one. Her name is INK  and when she enters my skin it starts to speak, all my thoughts on top of me for all to see this free spirit that’s within me.