"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Don't believe it.While you're laying down feeling,Defeated,By a world with barely any meaning,The reason's right above you every moment you are seeking,An answer to your problems… I mean it.I know you have cancer and it's seeping,Bleeding out of your pores while you're battling your demons,But,There's one thing I promise… You are certain to survive as... Continue Reading →
Feels like it will never end, the suffering. The internal carnage between who I really want to be versus what others envision me as. A disease seeping out of my pours, transforming into new fixations I never thought would cripple me on most nights. It's not the weed, nor the booze. Now? It's a plate... Continue Reading →
Masks.Seems fitting for some.Particularly those who have something to hide and run from.Others are forced to wear a mask while "Those" feel the need to wear one.And,It's much more sickening than disease itself.Because,Most of us have lived with the risk of dying ever since our birth was dealt,To a vessel we are responsible to upkeep... Continue Reading →
Answer me!... When will it all go back to normal? I miss strolling through a field of grass without a pompous ass telling me to put my mask on. I miss taking in a deep breath without anyone glaring at me like a mad dog. I damn sure miss making my way into a store... Continue Reading →
People often search for a cure. A cure to heal the sorrows of loss, endings and confusion. Whether it’s the designated wine glass, grape Dutch Master or darkest memory, you use it to run away into illusions of happiness, when surely you know it’s temporary no matter how long it lasts. But, is there such... Continue Reading →
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