"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Silly! Silly I was to think I would be able to abruptly jump back into the saddle of diligently writing every single day. Such an act has been impossible for me due to my immediate decision to focus on smoke as soon as I wake up. But, as much as I choose to buy marijuana... Continue Reading →
Dazed in a jungle of concrete.Sweat violently drips down onto its ground like acid burning through a sheet of paper.Frustrated,As I strike the walls of a shell I've been trapped inside of for longer than what I can be remembered.But,Now?Light peeks through each hole with each swing.With each cling.With each moment I choose to fight... Continue Reading →
Women…They give you a confidence like,Putting your nonsense aside,To improve within timeTo fly… And,See things you never have,While holding the hand,Of a wife you trust will never let go regardless of where you stand,In a world with material in mind without shame while holding a glass,Of wine!Or,A blunt where they hide every truth they refuse... Continue Reading →
Numb souls befriend pain.The only sense that gives life into their clotting veins.Whether it's through a slice out of their own image,In hopes to reconstruct what they hate to see.Or reliving memories,Reminiscing of a time they weren't lost,A version of themselves their inner child prays to be once again…
One must address that dress causing stress in avenues I rarely feel pressure in.I may be a man,Yes!,But,I respect myself enough to never give in.Being a player's player,A Pimp with honeys cradled under both arms as a man seeking prayer?Is just,An equivalence to a man attempting to stand next to God as a naysayer… Yet,I'd... Continue Reading →
Repentance.Allowing God to rip every chain off of my bruised ankles and wrists.Turning back from every demon who thought they could frolic in my mind for all of eternity.Saying no to every craving leading me to my unfortunate demise.Grabbing the hand of your inner child and pulling him back up from an edge before he... Continue Reading →
No one ever knows which day is their last.For some of us,It is an attachment similar to a bungee jump beneath a bridge.Instead of losing yourself inside of shallow waters poured by the outcries of Anger you haven't dealt with,That rope of smoke grabs you just in time to pull you back onto the ledge,Until,You... Continue Reading →
Florescent scents from our carousing days,Pervade my nose when thinking of a Rose I've plucked and,Let die.A Rose my heart held as a symbol of love,Now dead because of faith she couldn't see when looking into my watery eyes… And,It took a while to grow past the pain of Her loss,As my sunshine dimmed the... Continue Reading →
Feels good to feel like my old self again, even if it's just a portion of who I used to be. Hopefully, for those who've wondered where I've been, my heart can stay in one piece as I gather every other bit of it missing. Please, pardon my absence! With a life ridden by addictions... Continue Reading →
Pardon my absence, but a break was highly necessary regarding the extremities of my depression, my longing for a different life, a different vessel without a single crack in its armor… Because, every time I feel as if I've made a break through, something wicked is slung toward my direction gluing me back to what... Continue Reading →
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