"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Life begins, Then, It ends. For better or for worse no matter what you represent. Either sprite bottles full of medicine, Blunts and other sedatives, Or, All the conscious messages, You're spreading in a world divided... At least in mine. Bliss, I used to find. In, All of my well-suited ties. Until I found myself... Continue Reading →
Ever wake from a nightmare and forget who you were in the first place? Mind so blank while you second all the voices compelling you to immerse Pain, Into every single nerve urging you to write an escape? As a writer not afraid! To reveal his wounds and drown the masses in Blood dripping from... Continue Reading →
Feeling lost has been a familiar feeling. So much so, Anxiety becomes inert, Even if you believe you're exhaustively reeling. Those nerves become numb the more your mind goes blank. Like pieces of paper resting soundly til they feel every scratch, From a pen your entire soul has been imprisoned in... Derivative of Sin. You'll... Continue Reading →
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