"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Searching for profit through proper syntax,As a prophet without a lot to give back.It's hard enough to read a bible knowing I am not intact,But,I plan on breaking free from a spell through the whiplash,I receive from God's word while I sit back,And,Reminisce on mistakes I've made.Mistakes making the big man I've became,By accepting my... Continue Reading →
Cracks.Scuffs.Faded colors add more beauty onto photos we find difficult to look at again.Nothing to be scared of,Besides your refusal to acknowledge everything that made you who you are.To leave your inner child crying in a corner?Is what you'd expect in a heart full of cowardice.A heart giving up on itself regardless of its morning... Continue Reading →
Reaching the end of the last chapter in a book with a sequel to come is,Bittersweet to say the least.And,Here we are.At our mountain's edge,Just to climb back down,And,Scale the next.In a sense,Never can we grow tired of a story up to us to write as long as we change our pace.Say grace!All while being... Continue Reading →
My first birthday completely sober from any substance!What can I say?I'm grateful for the walk God put me on instead of staying slumped in,A ditch I thought I'd never climb out of after tripping over so many bumps on a road where running is not an option.A road where a slow pace wins the race... Continue Reading →
"Protest,Protest!"What's the point when those you're protesting against,Have soundproof walls,Windows,Doors,You name it.Anything to cancel out noise no one needs to make in,A world we already have control over?How can you expect to be heard when,We don't ever bother to listen to each other as we do our best to move forward?The progress those on the... Continue Reading →
Food for thought,Nowadays,Is artificial.Ideas refined by a process of elimination:Abandoning what makes us human.Intelligence automated by a vicious cycle of repetition.Robotic in our movement towards salvation.A salvation we'll never reach through a diet of lies most are forced to consume.But,Why do we continue our walk towards darkness?Where truth cannot be seen for miles,And,Miles on end?Are... Continue Reading →
Trip and fall,Trip and fall,Trip and fall!I've done more times than I can count.But,Air still flows through my flaring nostrils forcing my chest to rise,With a hope impenetrable by,Sticking to a plan made for me by a God who's shown me more love,Than,Any friend ever would while dripping blood,From wounds they've cut open.When push comes... Continue Reading →
Ties,Ties,Ties!They just don't suit me right.Feels more like,A noose choking to death,The kind of tranquil man I yearn to become in a world ran by financial success and duress,And…A suit is not part of who I am,Nor ever will it be for as long as I hold a journal and a pen… It's the only... Continue Reading →
At this point,I'm beginning to question my own depression.My addiction.Because,I'm still sad either way.Whether or not I'm high or sober,I still feel empty while I sit down in Limbo.Wondering if I'll ever make it out… Maybe,I'm not necessarily full of sorrow because of my disappointing decision to roll another joint while my opportunities wither away.Maybe,It's... Continue Reading →
Honestly,Writing’s been quite different ever since I began my journey to sobriety.A journey where I don’t half-ass it like I’ve been for the past couple of years.Smoking my troubles away,As soon as I feel any kind of pain,While repeating to myself,“Today will be the day!”Yet,Can’t find the courage to ever let Mary Jane go.Even if... Continue Reading →
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