"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
A chrysalis frozen in place for the rest of eternity.A cocoon desperate to hatch a handful of regrets rather than spirited paternity.A lifeless vessel adorning vanity more than selflessness opening the door to paradise.We're hurting deeply,Aren't we?Too despise the thought raising children made me,Cry internally.Tears as salty as an ocean too dangerous to drink from... Continue Reading →
There's an innocence resting in her eyes I don't quite know how to explain. But, I'm mystified by her smile nonetheless. Not a clue I have of who she is,Yet,I would like to know.Her eyes withhold a story to tell,And,Luckily for me,I've grown to be a reader the older I get.I can't help,But,Wonder what the... Continue Reading →
Maybe,I don't know myself enough,After all.Everytime I get a bit of free time,I find myself plastered on to a wall!Trying to decide what to do,Where to go,And,Why?Without a reason ever coming to my mind…But,Here I am!Walking down the Lower East Side,Until I'm flattened by upsetting thoughts I couldn't iron out with my,Self.My inner-child hanging on... Continue Reading →
Writer's block!The dearest neighborhood for an outcast looking for a place to be,As the cream of the crop.Where we plant ideas sprouting luminous beauty the entire world stops!To admire.Thoughts growing from soil watered by blood,Sweat and tears in real time without being mocked by satire.A garden where war and lust have no opportunity to transpire,While... Continue Reading →
Where do we begin in a story we were forced to write,For better,Or,For worse?A story with an ending we may,Or,May not see.I guess,We begin where it hurt us most.
Reaching the end of the last chapter in a book with a sequel to come is,Bittersweet to say the least.And,Here we are.At our mountain's edge,Just to climb back down,And,Scale the next.In a sense,Never can we grow tired of a story up to us to write as long as we change our pace.Say grace!All while being... Continue Reading →
Promises...I'm exhausted with,Making what I shouldn't keep while I'm lost in this,Thought process I've been trying to escape at all costs...Will it,Burn me alive,As I gas out and crash from being so sleep-deprived?Only God knows.All I know,Is the hard time I've been having,As I arrange a flow pattern,Used to depict a disaster,That couldn't be stopped... Continue Reading →
A ghost town full of what seems to be apparitions trapped in a vessel they despise.Pounding in both ears is a silence arising while I stare into their eyes as,I steer clear from saying a word.I try to wave and say hi,But,What I get back is a stare more hypnotizing than death's,Yet,I shrug it off... Continue Reading →
Zero in on your poetry,My mind,Heart and soul suggests.Because,As time passes,So does the will to be kind.Love,As we know it,Is suffering an excrutiating death too glaring to witness.Nowadays,I'd rather stay far from the likes of a person who's dead inside.A soul who's gone rogue with a touch permiating through the warmth of another.Excommunication seems to... Continue Reading →
Ask me about my shoes...Matter of fact,What you should be asking is,Can your feet fit inside what belongs to a man with nothing to lose?Would you be too insecure to wear scuffs foo late to undo?Are you brave enough to walk with your head up high,Meanwhile others laugh at poverty you've accrued?Cut from anyone's approval... Continue Reading →
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