"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
What would I be without you both?Probably not much.A thought I don't like to imagine often,But,it comes across here and there every time I cough,And,Realize how neglectful I am of your presences,Yet,I have no idea how to take care of you both while I search for an answer.An answer so difficult to find when a... Continue Reading →
"Unfit to stand trial!"Is what was said about a woman who was fit enough to point,Shoot,And,Pull a trigger towards the defenseless.Outcries are heard outlining the shooter's dark complextion,But,All I heard eas blood dripping,Drowning out the victim's weeping.Silence grew louder,And,Louder while my tolerance for it shriveled,Seeking for an answer to my question:Why does this ever happen?...Senseless... Continue Reading →
Fat again!But,Who am I to blame anyone else besides the man ordering a slice too many?Oh,How I'd love to scorn everyone who's hurt me.Any one igniting the kind of anger convincing me to be beligerant.Nonetheless,What good does that do for anyone?Isn't that just a burst of energy imploding all that's good within a core that... Continue Reading →
A band-aid can only hold on for so long.The wound may close up halfway after being worn after quite some time,But,Eventually,It'll be soaken entirely.Every corner discolored by a mistake too late to undo…Those who can't afford a replacement,What do they do?Bleed out until an infection occurs without any access to medicine?Surround themselves by doctors in... Continue Reading →
Staring into the sun going blind,By the beauty it shines,Sounds more appealing,Staring into a cave of bewilderment without an ending in sight.But,Who am I to claim what's better for anyone?I'm still having trouble looking up at a sky without dreading what's,All in my head.Failure my thoughts conjure up,While I lay inert on my bed,Praying for... Continue Reading →
Today's piece is more of a statement than prose or a poem. There aren't many rhythms I can think of this very moment. All I can think of is escaping from a family that has lost its mind in ways I never thought would happen growing up as a lonely kid in the South Bronx.... Continue Reading →
No one ever knows which day is their last.For some of us,It is an attachment similar to a bungee jump beneath a bridge.Instead of losing yourself inside of shallow waters poured by the outcries of Anger you haven't dealt with,That rope of smoke grabs you just in time to pull you back onto the ledge,Until,You... Continue Reading →
Haven't been good in what feels like,An aeon my inner child became too tired to keep on counting.Sick of waking up first thing in the morning doubting what I,Haven't yet attempted.Putting my phone aside to meditate after much needed bed rest.Breathing when I'm feeling anxious about when I need to do the next best thing,And... Continue Reading →
Living inside of your own head is like,Dipping your feet in a lake of fire while you watch them violently dissolve.An inevitable implosion a Hot-Head cannot prevent,Without a will to move forward instead of dwelling on a past already behind them…But,What is home if I'm not welcomed anywhere I go?The only way is up after... Continue Reading →
Home feels like,An ash tray where we litter our bridges lit by the embers we ignite,Whether it's the sunshine or,Mary Jane wrapped in a sheet of anger you choose to let simmer and burn her… Left in the dust!Was I,Within a home I could never call my own,As my old soul grew aware of the... Continue Reading →
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