"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
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 →
You were right when you urged me to leave them behind.I couldn't see why I should've put them to the side,Until they've tried to control and order me around like,A slave seen as scraps they could've thrown away at any point in time,Only using me as temporary aid for any problem in their life as... Continue Reading →
Trying to get it back no matter the obstacle.Tired of walking with a mind where thoughts are prodigal.Nowadays,I'd rather crawl to places where all views are tropical.So,It's time to get topical,Kicking habits harder than a wall where I've doxed a few… Heads I wouldn't mind crushing in real time,Instead of drawing vivid images of their... Continue Reading →
The same, the same, the same, the same, the same! That's just how it's been for the past few weeks and it's driving me insane. I may have reached two months without smoking marijuana, but something is still missing. A part of myself still seems to be AWOL without ever wanting to come back… All... Continue Reading →
Delusions of grandeur is something I promise myself to never fall back into regardless of where my life stands at any period in time. It's something I hope never poisons the heart of anyone with intentions to love others around them even when it stings most. Because, with how much darkness every ounce of delusion... Continue Reading →
A vigilante I became when teetering on the precipice of death.When surrounded by lawlessness,I've gone on a quest to enforce it regardless of what is said.About a warrior born within a soul withering from cowardice put to rest,The second I realized how,Alone I was in a room full of mortals I saw as mere pantomimes…... Continue Reading →
Hazy vision.Dazed and confused from each hit of cannabis in thought of my wrongfully made decisions.It's what I get for choosing fake friends while chasing after a distant ex,Sealing windows of opportunities concealing faith once filling up my chest… It's about time I lace up and get it back,Instead of laced bud in dirty bags,Only... Continue Reading →
An escape is what I've needed.Not another joint full of weed leading,To a high so egregious,As I would rather lay low and carry on defeating!Every nagging thought keeping me away from what I truly love… Poetry,A pen and pad along side a good reason.To never give up on myself instead of listening to demons hoping... Continue Reading →
Twenty days without smoking Mary Jane. What an accomplishment for a man like me who couldn't stop smoking until a tragedy happened. But, at this point, I'm just confused. So, so confused as to how I'm supposed to be living my life. Friends? I would love some. Family? I already have, but I feel like... Continue Reading →
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