I don’t want you to think that I am someone I’m not, I still have the cluttered mess, I have that aroma of tomato and garlic sauce, Mixed with a little bit of Juicy Fruit. I love to laugh a lot, I can have as much fun as the next guy, Without the drugs and the drinks, Even though it would seem that I had a little of both. But if you choose to dig a little deeper, Where the ground is soft and pliable, You’ll find a whole lot more, That isn’t advertised on the surface. Think of this introduction, As the disclaimer of my life, This is me, Deal with it.
This is the archive of previous writings of the Opiated Sherpa. It's mostly poetry that dates back to 1997, back when I was a sapling of 16. And then since then... this.