"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
I often ask, How do we know if what we do is right. Is it that moment of hysteria when you impale that knife, In the spine of another? Or, That sigh of relief when you decide to be the bigger person, Rather than fighting with your brothers just to kill each other?... But, What... Continue Reading →
Hot flashes consume my entire being, Once the last drop of Budweiser, 40oz, Flies down to my lower bowels. Yet, Another blunt is rolled. Lit by thoughts of freedom from this Jail Cell I housed myself in... Although nauseated. The thought of Earth and how luscious its Roses are have confiscated, That fear of Pain... Continue Reading →
A Midas touch is what we all want, But, Can't make gold out of a box, Keeping us cooped up in mess we have wrought. Am I wrong?... Please let me know while I write songs, Coming from darkness I thought I had sawed off. A cloth I've been ripped off, Then stitched back on...... Continue Reading →
Containing the monster inside of you is a task as difficult as running 100,000 miles through a hailstorm with ice the size of soccer balls falling on top of your head. Shackling down the beasts who has been banging and banging on each wall you've surrounded it with couldn't be more daunting than blaming yourself... Continue Reading →
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