"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Love. Often think about if love in this day and age is dead. Dead in a family-like sense. Like, Do we just love ourselves, or are we just afraid of loving each other during times so divided? Maybe, it's an unlikely fusion of both... Of course, we must love ourselves no matter what crisis may... Continue Reading →
Love that I denied, Came back to bite. And, I have died, Deep inside. To be reborn and laugh till I'm, Happy like I've never been before... Tears dripping insidiously, Knowing I needed every embrace she offered while drowning away! And, It's killing me... So, I'm reeling each, Demon I'm feeding with drugs for good... Continue Reading →
So dizzy... So nauseous... Feelings I rebuke when I wake from my slumber. A slumber exhaustively difficult for an insomniac mind like mine to be seduced into, By Peace... Still, I strut my wings and fly forward. At least, In my imagination after my third blunt gets fired up. With a 4loco for the craziness... Continue Reading →
Poetry. I'm sorry that some taint your heartwarming palms with Deceit... Canting deceit some sugarcoat as Social Justice in order to reach a certain feat... A feat like, How many records have they sold? Or, How many hits can they make in a row? Or, How much money can they make until they lay in... Continue Reading →
What am I doing? Will I die? When I put in view, A suicide, I have thought through, So many times... Waking up to go out and buy, A 40oz, Some Mary Jane for a quick high, It's all I want... It's all I want... It's all I want... A motion on, Repeat, Till I... Continue Reading →
Cocaine dreams. 138th and cypress ave. Where I learned my numbers, Colors and alphabets. MS-13s, Bloods Crips, Blues, Red... A bull, I was turned into. By minority tendencies. It's all I saw growing up, Only had I to fend for me... In the streets... Of NYC... Can't be taken out, Deceased, Ceased by the gun,... Continue Reading →
Underestimated often. By women so voluptuous and beautiful behind that gloss and, That make-up dripping down into their bathroom faucets, After long days of being voluntarily lost in, A mask presenting them as "Flawless"... Why should I care about the rejection of another, When they're marred by their own insecurities? I rather thank whomever for... Continue Reading →
Moments like these, I smile wide. Drinking up a few cans while I spew rhymes. I am not ashamed of the struggle I've been given in my life. See, I just make a beat inside of my mind, And just write against my demons line for line. Pound for pound, While I'm boxed in with... Continue Reading →
Determined for a new beginning, With old habits I had lost long ago. Those things I used to do in place of the clouds of smoke, I've inhaled underneath our clear skies... Like, Waking up and taking that morning walk through Fort Tryon Park, Uptown, Manhattan. Or, Opening my journal first thing, Fighting away my... Continue Reading →
Living for the present, Not a future, Where I don't exist, In the lives of my beloved... Don't want to be anywhere I'm not wanted. Spent too many nights under this roof crying over my faucet. Asking God why he didn't swing by every time I had lost It, As a prophet who was prompted... Continue Reading →
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