"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Maybe,My palms are hesitant to write every single day because,I fear my true feelings will keep driving others away like they've already done.So,Each time I sit up trying to encourage myself to write a poem,I just,Lay broken.Soaking my spirit in tears from not doing what my heart truly wants to do.And that's just…Sitting in silence.With... Continue Reading →
Cocaine dreams.138th and cypress Ave.Where I learned my numbers,Colors and alphabets.MS-13s,BloodsCrips,Blues,Red… A bull,I was turned into.By minority tendencies.It's all I saw growing up,Only had I to fend for me…In the streets…Of NYC… Can't be taken out,Deceased,Ceased by the gun,Played by the one,Hollow tip out to pierce an empty soul.How ironic would that be? But,I just... Continue Reading →
Been a square in a world said to come around full circle. Jumping over hurdles I am meant to soar past virtu- Ally. Using everything the Devil made as an Aly, Heaven sent to me as a reason for the balance that I need. And, I ain't the only one. Trying to keep running away... Continue Reading →
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