"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
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 →
Lust is plastered onto each wall in my head like,The ugliest exhibit in a museum in which you have no say in it's removal.There for your viewing everytime you wander by the most curious isles of your delicate mind.All you can do is zoom through the echoes of failed intimacies,You feel doomed to repeat,Amongst your... Continue Reading →
Bewildered by the thought of Her enjoying her time right this second.While my heart,Mind and soul is cluttered by doom.Yet,I've fallen out of love years ago.How pathetic!Holding myself in contempt as a man doing his best to kill that version of himself,Who only knows how to destroy his own spirit.Left wondering why I'm even alive,Still…Feels... Continue Reading →
Sex is already weird to begin with as a man who stands by his prudence.What's weird is a human's need to mix fluids,Rather than diving deep!Into each other's mind while becoming fluent,In love languages most of us don't speak,Anymore… Weirdly enough,Romance is dead,In exchange for lust,Many buy into for a moment in bed,At the cost... Continue Reading →
Granules from a bittersweet reality sprinkle onto a smile I don't ever want to lose.But,As I sweat,From walking miles on end,I'm always tempted to lick the corner of my lips,While left sour-faced by the taste of each sip,Of my own failures…Still,Sources of water are scarce for a martyr.A loner.A man with no other choice,But,To walk... Continue Reading →
An abundance of cheese coagulates after sitting for several minutes and harms your flesh overtime.Blood does so to clog an open wound regardless of how careless we become.Even after death,Rigor-mortis,The warmth in our bodies stay put as each flailing pound of skin goes cold.There's,Something special about the lives we live,What fuels us to move forward... Continue Reading →
Do you want me for me?Or,Am I that guy you believe won't ignore you regardless of the circumstance?Am I just a tool you know,Deep down inside,Won't screw around with a heart you desire to fill a void for?Forgive me…I only ask because,I can't remember the last time someone reach out to catch up,Even though I've... Continue Reading →
Seduction.The art of a Harlot,Whether or not heir weary palms are forced for production,Of a dollar withholding debt,Owed to women and men,Hoping to suffice in other ways besides an hour in bed just,To live a quiescent life where no smiles are had…Where love dies in the hands,Of a soul who's already dead inside… My prudence... Continue Reading →
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