"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Memorial Day's upon us,And,All I can think about is the last time I received 'time and a half'.Nothing else to expect,Besides a job where my heart's split right down its middle.One side in front of a microphone at an open mic,The other in back of a desk where I sit back,And,Force myself to write.But,Regardless of... Continue Reading →
Every poem is a bandaid placed on a wound until it heals.Blood drips,And drips,On a page onto the next until the stains disappear in what I call a field,Of dreams,Our souls manifest against all odds.To be a poet means,To put an end to your facade,And,Face everything that makes you cry.Until you smile internally,Externally.Excavating every ounce... Continue Reading →
Valiant efforts are laid to waste,Nowadays,When I try to smile without forcing myself to.Sorrow tends to drown out my laughter any time I humor myself with a different hue.I can't seem to think of another color,Besides red,To use on a canvas where I picture myself dead…A truth I've tried to avoid regardless of any joy... Continue Reading →
No one likes to feel like they're in a therapy session.You want another to listen with open ears and simply understand the message,Being told against your own will telling you to bottle it inside until it explodes in your chest and,Pierces through your guard once thought to be unbreakable regardless of impact from any weapon... Continue Reading →
Why do I feel the need to be angry? Maybe, Because I've been tricked to believe I'm exiled from experiencing the human touch by so, So many faces I'm disgusted to see whenever I close my eyes. So used to chasing tears instead of joyful moments when it all goes, Dark, After being told a... Continue Reading →
Cheering myself up is a habit I haven’t practiced until now.Just,Sitting down,Taking in the deepest breath and being obsessed with what truly makes me happy.Whether it’s poetry begging to be spewed out from the inner depths of my gleaming soul,Or,Watching Dragon Ball Z even if I am “adult-years old”,Guilt seemed to have always shoot up... Continue Reading →
A battle no one gets to see unless I decide to reveal my wounds. And, Everytime I decided to, Most would misconstrue my true intentions, Miss the message, Only to con me with friendship dead in shallow waters since I could not accrue, Enough change in my pocket in time... But, Can you blame me... Continue Reading →
Many days I wake up immediately wondering why I did. Wondering why God reminds me every single time how those delightful thoughts running through my mind during my slumber are just, dreams. But, epiphanies strike just in the nick of time, right before I have an inevitable meltdown only my inner demons can witness.... Continue Reading →
No one knows how it all ends, as much as some of us would like to know. Personally, I prefer to never come across a single detail about how and when I will die. I already know that my flesh is rotting away as I speak this very moment, regardless of how slow the process... Continue Reading →
As beautiful as the sky can be, Rain may fall as tears float down onto soil absorbing our sorrow for us, So that we can grow the biggest smile possible... The rain is so gorgeous, Voluptuous in its Fall. Every single rain drop splashing on my dry, Ashy elbows feel as if all my emotional... Continue Reading →
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