IL INFERNO DI DANTE OF DA 21ST CENTURY PART I

INFERNO

Yo sup bitches, i'm dat muthafuckin' Dante of da 21st century. Now i'm gonna re write my muthafuckin' holy scriptures on dis muthafuckin' technology of da 21st century. As yo guys have known, Divina Comedia divided into 3 muthafuckin' parts, Inferno, Purgatorio, and Paradiso. Now i'm gonna write da Inferno yo, but dis is 21st century, so i'm gonna write dis Inferno da other way, not in poem or epic form, i will just type it without cantos yo, also in da language of today's generation would understand. And i use English coz i'm not sure if today's generation would understand da muthafuckin' Tuscan. So bitches please pay attention to da muthafuckin' text.

No need caption

Now i'm going to write something about my life.

Uninspiring one and usually plain, commonly done and lots went in vain. I'm a man standing like a light of a candle, did so much dancing and plenty of denial. I don't know why i'm going to write these, while i still feel like stumbling between mist. One day i saw an old lady rubbing her hair on a rocking chair, i got jealous to her smile which came every once in a while. I don't know why can't i be happy like that, probably because my kind is quite bad. These simple stupid pointless shitty rhymes have fucking gone pretty bad undone, so shut the fuck up cause my anaconda don't want none unless you got buns.

The hell is that?

The hell happened?

YO WHAT'S UP YO, HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU GOIN' YO, I'M FUCKING FINE IF YOU WONDERING YO.

Ice cream is also fine

I completely aware of everything's existences around me. I know that i've been surrounded by plenty of other colossal things for my whole life. I know that there are a lot of things which were able to crush me to the bones only in a split second. But i do nothing to those and i keep staying on this comfort zone without doing any meaningful effort to join those big leagues, i just keep disappointing people, i'm still waiting for miracle to happen and i'm sick of it but i can't do anything. I just don't really know where i am, and i still don't know where to go.

I've been walking down the tunnel for my entire life and after all these years i still haven't seen the light at the end of it, even i haven't seen the end of the tunnel either. I don't know how long i should shamble through this tunnel. I don't know where this tunnel will lead me to. I don't know what kind of long road should i pass through in front of me. This tunnel is much darker than any human has ever imagine. I don't know where to go.