"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Chit-chatter.Gossip.Labels.Stigmas.What do they matter when you're doing all that you can to keep it together?They may stick for a while,But,With enough solution,The adhesive loosens,And,There you have it.An opportunity to strip off the jealousy and hatred of another vows to dress you in.Nothing's permanent…Not a single flailing desire.Not a single bead of sweat dripping from pressure... Continue Reading →
You can push me,Kick me,Stab me,Shoot me,But,I'll still stand up as long as I have an ounce of breath left.You may hate me,But,I love you either way as I keep my distance from your detestation for my existence.I refuse to be rattled by your desire to see my life buried by the debris from your... Continue Reading →
Withered and abandoned.With a rope,As thick as my sinful arms,To hang from.Plagued with a choice every single day I wake up from a vision had of,A restful life upon the gift God gave me.A pen,A journal,And,A chance to share a testimony possessing the power to make each,Frown in front of me dissipate into oblivion.A story... Continue Reading →
Interwoven with her in spirit,Whoever she is.My soulmate.Such,A wonderful woman I imagine her to be.A much better person than I can ever dream of being… Yet,Never can I make out her picture quite clearly.I may have preferences,Yes,But,All I see is light eradicating every ounce of Darkness shrouding my existence.A light transforming itself into the brightest... Continue Reading →
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