"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Biases occur more often than,Others caring more for another's crisis in,Hopes they heal every wound drowning everyone surrounding them,In their own shallow waters.We may hurt each other no matter the price is,And,It's disappointing when you're trying to have faith in humanity thriving.Yet,There's no cure quite like forgiveness along a hand pulling someone out of darkness... Continue Reading →
God's embrace comes when you least expect it.Today,It came through a Trinidadian woman while I sat inside of a Citibank,Pensive.About how lonely my life's been as I live it through a pad,A pen,And,A message God's been nudging me to spread with,Love.Not knowing how to move forward,She urged me to keep going strong without a doubt... Continue Reading →
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 →
"Get ready,We're going to the supermarket."What an adventure for a child anytime Mom would announce the next haul of necessaties,Potential goodies for us to indulge on if well-behaved.Missing out on a chance to hop on a shopping cart was equal to attending classes on a hot,Summer day.Being buried in groceries was better than staying home... Continue Reading →
Communicating with what appears to be a mannequin.A voice box appears to be present as long as you press the right buttons without any damage.Yet,No matter what I say,The response will always be the same.So,Why even bother talking until the point of rage crawling up my spine?Silence,In this case,Seems so divine.I'd rather sit down,And,Write a... Continue Reading →
A ghost town full of what seems to be apparitions trapped in a vessel they despise.Pounding in both ears is a silence arising while I stare into their eyes as,I steer clear from saying a word.I try to wave and say hi,But,What I get back is a stare more hypnotizing than death's,Yet,I shrug it off... 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 →
How have I endured the pain of your loss?Not a single clue I can conjure up,As it was your image that was magic to my eyes,Watered by your absence.Oh,How I've grown from every seed you've planted.In a garden we both took the time to grow.Until it was time to,Mow it all down and bury new... Continue Reading →
My chest feels a variety of pain I don't quite know how to define on most days.On some it feels like a popped lung,On others it's pain from a slight cough,But,Today?I can't tell.I can't tell because,I haven't found much reason to want to stay on planet Earth.A home we've been forced to call home from... Continue Reading →
An outcast I've been my entire life observing every letter spewed out of mouths chewing on bits of lust,Deceit,Immoralities.I may have fallen victim to the sins God detests,But,Never did I desire to.I feel like,The only reason my soul's been stained by the ugliness of this world is because,Of the closet of Doom my inner child... Continue Reading →
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