"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Parading around in a mask is what most of us do year round.While some say,"I began watching to feel some excitement!"The rest,A select few,Refused to masquerade in a lie meant,To distract us from a truth most blissfully ignore.The artificial love along comradery fading away as fast as a dark cloud gliding through a sky raining... Continue Reading →
Certain days,It doesn't feel like I'm human.I can't remember the last time I cried,Or,Laughed while enduring a contusion,Of emotions I've suffered at the hands of my own confusion.Confusion stemming from my refusal to quit what God deems useless.But,Maybe I've dried the well as I do my best to see different.Fluids tainted by bloodied fingertips,And,Specs of... Continue Reading →
Everything else is better than sex,Drugs,Alcohol,Whatever gets you high for that matter.Back when they were all I thought about,My reality had shattered.Anytime I looked into a mirror,I was cracked further away from repair,Every second I stared into a man I believed wasn't there,Any longer...Anytime I hear glasses cling,As a sober man nowadays,It's music to my... Continue Reading →
I find myself asking often, "What am I doing with my life?" And, I don't really know why. I'm a writer, poet. I perform as many times as I possibly can throughout the week. I have a job allowing me the free time to be myself. What do I really have to complain about? Sure,... Continue Reading →
My vitality lies within a poem ripped out from the ruins of a heart I don't often visit,As blood glistens on a palette I tap on visciously with an eisel out of madness.My lifeforce,A blessing,A gift I've adorned as a shield within war,I've never signed up for as I course through it with class… What... Continue Reading →
"Brush the dirt off of your shoulders! Can't do nothin' else!" Others would tell me as frequently as possible, even if their shoulders are stained worse than mine can ever be. But, as much as I despise the phrase, I do regardless of what I am told. With hands still cut open by the jagged... Continue Reading →
Probably not the only who wishes they had a best friend.Someone you text when you wake up rather than sitting on your bed,Vexed about it all.Someone I can call any time my mind bounces from wall to wall,In ballistic fashion.Because,I'm just worn out by emotions I wear on my sleeve,Even if they make me mad... Continue Reading →
Ain't it sad,When you can't remember the last hug you've had?I mean,Not really.I can sit here,Be mad,And keep reeling wretched memories over and over again.Or,Come up with another bar,Further entrapping emotions trying to keep me from being sober in this,Labyrinth with walls made of glass.See-through walls in the mind of my inner child,While I search... Continue Reading →
Lost in the confines of confusion.Only question I can think of,Am I human?Remote,Yet,Internally out of control for as long as I can remember.Emotions flickering sporadically above an ember lit by the flames of my temper.And,All it did was grow.Grow until my flesh felt its burning touch,Enough for me to pop and set free an influx... Continue Reading →
Feelings are easily forgotten after an occurrence of Anger.When Rage fills your heart faster than what you can pour into your own well of emotions,Nothing matters!Accept for the red seen within every set of eye balls you decide to stare into for the moment. But,It's all about remembering the "feeling..."That feeling of peace you've once... Continue Reading →
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