"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Supervening intentions cloud His mind as his eyes feast upon a table littered with gold he'd never seen before.Should he dab and dip?He asked.With a stash and print,His fingertips on what was already dirty in the first place? Self-made,Is the dream.But,A shell made of a thief,Is what was left in place in a mind who... Continue Reading →
Eagle eyes everywhere we go.No where to run,No where to hide while surveilled for the things we know,But,Aren't supposed to.From school halls,Street lamps and telephone booths,To the workplace and back home as they calculate our every move.What are we to do?So many heads looking down at a cellphone while locked in a state of mind... Continue Reading →
Writers are creators of many worlds no other can sketch on a canvas darker than their inner thoughts.Worlds full of light,Of some kind,For every heart aching from the pain of asking,Why?Why me?Because,As much as we want a story where there's not a single sting,From bleeding wounds we must feel forcing us to think,About more than... Continue Reading →
Life is sweet the more I focus on writing bars. My remedy for all mundane tasks ahead of me before I go nuts in a world cloaked by a farce, Dark in nature... Hard not to with so many phones ringing and cameras flashing. A light most replaced their original bulbs with for images they... Continue Reading →
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