"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Redressing my wrong doings in a fashion I'm confortable with is not what my focus should be.I can change my jacket all I want,But,It won't stop me from getting soaked in pouring rain,As acidic as each tear dropping from my cheeks,Flushed by bad calls all of us make once in a while.I'd rather wear the... Continue Reading →
Whether it's gravity or not,I'm grounded on the same spot,I've rotted on while looking for a space I can thrive inside of while I write another drop.My bars stay heavy,But,I stay steady,In place for as long as God may let me...I'm used to this weight on my shoulders.Once upon a time,I was a three-hundred pound... Continue Reading →
Open mics,And,Solo dinner dates have filled my schedule more often than taking the time to take care of myself the way God wants me to.Delayed blog posts are the result,As well as poems written by eighty percent of my true potential.I can't seem to figure out why,As my nights become longer,And,My days shorter.Is it time... Continue Reading →
Endearing phone calls I haven't received in about a decade,Taught how pointless cell phones are.I often look back at a moment in time,Where we'd step outside,And,Have no outlet to keep in touch.Keeping us closer to the Sun,We bathed in happily,Instead of blue light from dusk,Till dawn,While wondering amongst ourselves why life seems more sorrowful than... Continue Reading →
A Sultry gaze will always fail to pierce through the cement wall I've built over the years,Protecting a heart brittled by lies I've had to pretend were true,Until I've decided to recognize them for what they truly are.Sirens screeching through halls they're not welcomed to roam,In a mind looking for peace,Silence.My palms no longer gravitate... Continue Reading →
Pets were never in my plans,But,They were placed in my hands for a reason I believe I've found.Because,Without them,I wouldn't have had a reason to get up from my bed,And,Walk out of a cloud of confusion I've been surrounded by,For quite some time.Two beautiful Red Eared Sliders I wish I was more excited to have,But,Here... Continue Reading →
Pink Rangers are virtually all one in the same,Except the original.Kimberly set the standard on what beauty truly is,Brains,A fighter,And,A superhero with uncanny wits.It's just,Who she is...If only we were one in mind,Body,And,Soul.The only one I notice at an open mic warming up a room gone cold,By the Artist's refusal to be themselves.Cracking me out... Continue Reading →
Necrophiliacs!Dead men in a suit who have yet to lay in their caskets,Is what presidents should be called.Nonetheless,Most humans all across the world are dead set on an endless funeral not worth attending.Urging for a hero to save their country,No matter how rabid we carry ourselves for a taste of money,Power,Lust,Drugs lost souls die over... Continue Reading →
Some weeks are slow,And,Grueling from obstacles you had never seen coming a mile away.But,That's just life,Isn't it?A test we're all given by who watches us from a distance,Kind of like the way we treat each other,Nowadays...A hug would be kind,Much needed,Yet,With the bird's eye view we keep on each other's life,There is no other choice,But,To... Continue Reading →
Wimpering inside of her room is how you'll find her on most nightts,No matter how often she's called,"Beautiful,"By everyone she comes across.After all,What does it matter what another says if you just can't see it in yourself?But,There she goes.Applying make-up until the real image of her face disappears,Buried in what her loved ones find ugly.And,There... Continue Reading →
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