"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Desert wastelands are home to the Wanderer.All you would find,In their mind,Is a beautiful mirage they've conjured from Hurt.Pain others minimized for reasons they may not be aware of,But,It's what gives the illusion its worth.Watering their phantasm until it becomes real,By growing out of their absurdity with honor… And,I guess I'm a Wanderer myself.Just,Walking,And walking,And... Continue Reading →
Beef patties in a microwave for under a minute,What happens?Kind of what you're abandonment did to me.Left me in a searing rage,With a heart colder than Winter's Sea.But,Shame on my lack of vision in all honesty.Because,You've never really smiled when looking my way.You just,Looked down on me,Somberly… Yet,I understand,Dad.Because I've disappointed myself by leaving my... Continue Reading →
What's hidden in plain sight,Will come to light,When most begin to read in between every line within this playwright called,Life.All my time,Is now dedicated to the raw might of faith,A pen and piece of paper for every night I've grown tired of wasting.Why?… I mean,Why get closer to the one enclosure below us where,Endless souls... Continue Reading →
A brother's keeper,I would be,If I had one to begin with.What I had growing up were,Two strangers around me I've forsook,Because of their unapologetic sickness,Contagious by a touch I've done my best to avoid until I,Myself,Have gotten addicted… There was no other choice for my,Chance to say,"Good Riddance!"To a train of smoke with one single... Continue Reading →
What is the point of me still being alive when I hold no connection to any living thing?Literally.All I do is wake up.Contemplate my vices,How I should quit them as I proceed to clean my face and room for my daily sit down with weed in one hand and,A heart full of pain regardless of... Continue Reading →
Rapping was something I never thought I'd fall out of love with,But,I did.Too much time was spent wrapping my head around my existence,As dead is how I imagined it.Yet,Here I am rhyming words,Again,In a less reckless fashion more fitting for man with many chips,On two shoulders,Too exhausted,To keep holding on to weight equilibrated with,Each tear... Continue Reading →
"I don't love you!""I don't love you!!" She made sure to tell me twice.A fact I was aware of by the simple look in her hollowed eyes.But,Instead of being disappointed I,Just walked away and cried over my exhaustion.My exhaustion of putting up with abuse I could've certainly avoided by getting lost in,Empty pages rather than... Continue Reading →
Serene like a seagull when swimming in a sea of tranquility.To be gulled into boiling rage,Over thoughts that will go away,Is an error you must not make,If you plan on living life without misery.Be like a rock,Motionless upon impact when hit by a wave of despair and melancholy.You may get wet by tears drowning away... Continue Reading →
Valiant efforts are laid to waste,Nowadays,When I try to smile without forcing myself to.Sorrow tends to drown out my laughter any time I humor myself with a different hue.I can't seem to think of another color,Besides red,To use on a canvas where I picture myself dead…A truth I've tried to avoid regardless of any joy... Continue Reading →
Exhausted from drama.Sitting in silence when I just want a,Chance to breathe,Like I should be doing.Nicking apples in my garden like Patrick Ewing.Trying to keep it moving,Till I'm centered on my own block... I just want to get away and jot,A story I decide to be the Author of and put a stop,To every single... Continue Reading →
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