"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
It's hard to even "want" to exist when you feel like everything you do is wrong. Almost as if your own voice is on egg shells. And, You won't even know the reason, Really. There's never an option of knowing. You just sit there quietly, Letting the internal box get smaller and smaller as your... Continue Reading →
Look at him. Smooth, Cool. Mouth full of cigarettes... Look at him. Holding his daughter's hand, Face full of smoke, Sprinkled in ash... Look at him. Smiling while styling, Profiling. And buying in the thousands! Many, Many, Many packs for all the stress that's piling, On his shoulders... But, What about his daughter? Coughing from... Continue Reading →
I'm not going to change. It doesn't make sense to fix what didn't break, No matter the pain. I'm cool with the cracks... I know I'm dope, Smoking a pack of rappers looking like food on a plate, For me to cope... I'm coming for everything I deserve. All of my life, My heart has... Continue Reading →
Flow melodious. Copious amounts of words stitched with loneliness. Showing you two ways to live, Morpheus-like. Either indulge in pleasure forever demonized by Dorian's Plight, Or paint scenes of Love and Truce with yourself... No longer blindsighted by trauma jotted in scars plotted and fold those hands dealt...
Raised in the home of Hip Hop, Mind flows in rhythm, Instilling feelings, dispositions catering to healing. What else was left for a kid dealing with no home? Instead of staying in an Avenue that would've made the inner depths of our soil, My home?...
Nobody wants to be there, Nor here. As I also just want to disappear... Be my own puppeteer, And control myself a little better while I'm under the weather. But, Whatever. I keep writing verses, Helping those who are hurtin', Even if my own words don't help me most of the time... It's hard to... Continue Reading →
Floating off the deep end. Into shallow waters where I'm reapin', The benefits of different rhythms flowing off a tongue that is creased in, The moment where I'm thinking of a woman, Scorned, Referred to as the former... Yet, She couldn't take the plethoras of ways how I form words, Into my reality while I... Continue Reading →
I'm tired of sides. Whether it's a choice between an apple pie, Small fries, Or who to like more. Problem is, With how distasteful each are, I feel as if both are a bunch of fuck boys and a load of bitches. Making an excuse for lacking riches. When we're all in the same game... Continue Reading →
As the can opens, Devils sing and demons March. When atonement shall be sought, Rebels drink to treason wrought, By their own creators... Viscious circles sucking life out the innocent. Ways of life syphoning the energy we use to press against, A mold already hardened by the fires of hell, I, Myself, Have ignited with... Continue Reading →
Even if I need my space as well, Certain days I just miss when we were being ourselves. No worry in the world. Only wrapped in a swirl of hugs, Just because. Who has been there more than her? It's hard to forget many years of picking each other up from the dirt. And, At... Continue Reading →
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