"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Hopping from one open mic to the next as the holidays arrive,You'll meet so many others looking for the same high.Not from a drug.Not from a drink nor attention from anyone!But,A dream.A dream we imagine from the second we open our eyes,To and throughout every hour we're asleep…The kind of high most are too afraid... Continue Reading →
Sobriety feels like a knife being stuck in the middle of my palms,During nights where my soul isn't calm.How badly I want a drink,Or a smoke,I cannot describe while I dive into past poems I wrote,As a reminder to never give up… Giving up on myself is the last thing I desire!But,I can't help but... Continue Reading →
Motivation is unnecessary when you're busy being yourself.When you're busy doing what you love without the need for anyone's help.When you're busy looking for a way to do so,Without seeking approval from anyone inside of this burning Hell we're all trapped in… Paradise in the flesh is achieved in our mind when we feed our... Continue Reading →
Limping your way past the wire is vastly superior to,Never making it at all.Whether you're parasitic or a hermit,Recluse,Prying eyes and ears aren't worth bawling over while you crawl,In pain,With so much to lose… Yea,So what if there is no one cheering for you on the sidelines?Life is not a sport!At any second,You might die,And,Get... Continue Reading →
Today's piece is more of a statement than prose or a poem. There aren't many rhythms I can think of this very moment. All I can think of is escaping from a family that has lost its mind in ways I never thought would happen growing up as a lonely kid in the South Bronx.... 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 →
What are we here to pursue?Is it a job where we dress in a suit,And a tie while we lie to ourselves and choose,Money over a dream we give an excuse,To put to the side for a bill,Painted with more falsehoods than truth? Obvious,Isn't it?What do you think of more often than dollars printed in,Infrared... Continue Reading →
A brother's keeper,I would be,If I had one to begin with.What I had growing up were,Two strangers around me I've forsook,Because of their unapologetic sickness,Contagious by a touch I've done my best to avoid until I,Myself,Have gotten addicted… There was no other choice for my,Chance to say,"Good Riddance!"To a train of smoke with one single... Continue Reading →
Hazy vision.Dazed and confused from each hit of cannabis in thought of my wrongfully made decisions.It's what I get for choosing fake friends while chasing after a distant ex,Sealing windows of opportunities concealing faith once filling up my chest… It's about time I lace up and get it back,Instead of laced bud in dirty bags,Only... Continue Reading →
At this point,I know I'll never find love again.I mean,I'm boring with a tendency to repent for my sins after gaining some sense,On what's more important in life.And,Most women I've encountered aren't into that… Especially,If you're a broken man!Like me.With zero dollars in a bank account to seize.Living with family that aren't family to me... Continue Reading →
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