You’ve gotten me to write again You’ve got me up thinking about you about what we could be about who we are I want to show you what’s in my head what’s in my heart what’s on the piece of paper I come on a little strong But I have nothing except good intentions except patience except a little bit of hope
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.