"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Attempted to die today,But,Failed miserably.And,It's not because people have been sick of me.It's not because my family hates me,I hate them equally.It's because,I'm tired of reaching up to God while crying for his presence hysterically.Just…Another day where I feel like the Lord wants nothing to do with my life,While I sit back,Break my sobriety with... Continue Reading →
Stalk me as much as you feel necessary.Waste as much time as possible living a life so sedentary.All you do is sit and watch my moves with a pocket filled with copper tunes,Jingles only addicts are familiar with while you pop a few,Pills if you don't feel like "crushing" your dreams at the moment.A vampire... Continue Reading →
Only two more days,And…I feel as if I'm holding on for dear life.Startled,Of all things,But…I only have one goal in sight… Sobriety.So elusive,Yet,So close to me everywhere I go as long as I choose to,Lose it.Dispose of it instead of using it,For managing a Molotov of emotions by setting on fire with every flick of... Continue Reading →
Words have been hard to find lately.I've been angry,With no one to hug while armed with a joint baking,In the middle of a palm I'm trying my best to take back control of before,I need anymore saving than I already do.A palm that once did everything I commanded it without question!But,Now it won't listen unless... Continue Reading →
The Void.A place where no man nor woman full of joy would dare dwell in.A lifeless vacuum imbibing everything uplifting a smile unseen in Darkness.An eternal damnation where those who have given up drown in,Their only place of contentment…It's…It's nothing but a place full of horrors our human eyes cannot fathom without,A faith in Light... Continue Reading →
To be He who is never sought out,By Day-walkers and Night Owls,By relatives with an audacity to steal my towel,Every time I drop tears forming oceans of pain coming from the bottom of my bowels,By anyone who claimed they cared when I couldn't have my fowl!Feels like…I don't exist in a world burning from Lucy's... Continue Reading →
Sometimes,All I can do is sit down and stare into space with a face more blank than a canvas painters are afraid to touch.Feel pinned against a wall with a dagger as big as my list of mistakes throughout the last three years of my pathetic existence.Seemingly possessed by a vengeful spirit too exhausted to... Continue Reading →
Age of the Zombies.In Abercrombie & Fitch and a blunt in one palm,Weak spirits in the other on a floor I'm mopping.With a faith unseen nowadays while I graze every scene with a beat!I make with a teething mouth while boxing…Against myself with a pen and pad I crease.By the swipes of my pain across... Continue Reading →
Mornings like these I can't seem to rhyme any word together without being disgusted.All I can do is spew out sentences that will get me no where while I,Cry.Because,That's all I've been doing lately.Nothing but a tsunami of tears trying to drown away every thought of suicide,Knowing I'm a world laughing in my face the... Continue Reading →
Nobody loves me,But,I'm okay with knowing that.Because,God seems present in my life while gifting me a pen and pad.A pen and pad I could talk to any time I feel sad.A place where I could be honest.A place where I can admit how I want to die and get off this,Earth that doesn't feel like... Continue Reading →
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