"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Peaceful,The city is when it's empty of people.Words can't describe how gorgeous It is while walking through its wind tunnels of silence.Its beauty outweighing how ugly the entire world can be.How putrid the stench of everyone's breath when intoxicated by their own falsified glory.Every heart calcified by disasters that could've been avoided by caring more... Continue Reading →
Tar and regret invade your nostrils as each stick is engulfed into flames.Such lack of consideration for those walking by just,Searching for a brighter day!While yours is clouded by a smog smothering your mind in a haze,Of deceit,Knowing every worry won't easily fade away!With each puff into the sky.But,Still.You lie,To yourself,And,Anyone desperate to run from... Continue Reading →
Clouds are white.The sky appears to be blue.The concrete?A hard fall.But,What can we do,Other than endure?No matter what happens,There only seems to be two choices:Either get up,Or,Give up.Most days I feel like giving up,But,That would be too easy.It's too easy to lay on a corner,Slumped by the world's atrocities including your own,While high on the... Continue Reading →
What if you're not crazy?What if you are hearing those voices exactly how your mind interprets them to be?What if that laughter piercing through your eardrums isn't as jovial as you believed,Far from any kind of unison with yours? What then?Do you proceed to spark war between yourself and others you want to love?Or,Do you... Continue Reading →
Trapped within 4 walls closing in on my sanity.Delusions of grandeur take over my mind the closer they get.Strong enough to push them away!I thought to myself…But,Scrunched I was.By the blindness I force myself to experience when hugging the likes of Mary Jane with my yellowed fingertips.Lonely,As I fall through the middle of a cloud... Continue Reading →
As I pray internally, Reciting words refurbishing a soul lacerated by excursions destroying an entire universe, God is there waiting for my palms to open. From a fist formed by my former disdain for atonement. To receive blessings he has continuously shown in, The visions I rid in each cup of alcohol poured with my... Continue Reading →
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