"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Her memory is blurried whenever I try to remember her glowing cheeks rising upward.Yet,I remember how detached she was from the Tornado of worry swooping everyone struck by storms of deceit,Plastered on every television screen… Such beauty my mind,Eyes,Can only pixelate underneath Her cowgirl hat as she flew by past me.Bringing my daily ramble to... Continue Reading →
Authenticity in a city all about Broadway?As rare as love for a man deleted from a world grown wicked.As rare as a hug for a man of action rather than an act unsuitable for his true character.As rare as forgiveness from any!For a man who seeks repentance others fear to undergo.But,Why?A question I quit asking... Continue Reading →
Sunnier days have been looming ahead as I sit down and pour out my anxiety on to a notepad (unfortunately digital as I prefer the real thing, but too lazy I am today). I've been able to smile more regardless of any tumultuous situation. After trying to speed through life in my past days, knowing... Continue Reading →
Writer's Block! Only place I’d ever want to be in.From the second I wake up after surfing through the deep end!Of a dream I see within,My pupils when I close them with a good reason,As God chooses to begin writing up an epilogue of a life I,Was purposefully given,No matter how many times Mother claimed... Continue Reading →
Knowledge. Is it really power? Or, A curse we can't seem to process? In a world so black and white, Either in the wrong or Right, Who am I to stamp what is truth where they only care about a profit? Take a look around you! Answer for most is to make an extra dollar... Continue Reading →
He woke up one day, Fed up with boredom. Although Sunshine coats his face with warmth as he lays, Cold, Next to the sill of his window of opportunity, He wore clumps of Anger on both sleeves in such mean fashion... "I hate people and the world, I have had it! Politics are garbage, Along... Continue Reading →
Run away, Run away, Run away. Is what I want do the moment that I wake. Not because I feel pain... Not because of any kind of internal hate. But, Because too much of "Them" are seen every. Single. Day... "Can I get a quarter?" Is the phrase, You will hear as soon as you... Continue Reading →
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