"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
This is probably my,Toughest entry yet.The hardest piece I've ever chosen to write for the very reason that,I don't really want to wake up to whatever this is any longer.I just,Have no other choice… Haven't had any motivation to write,Let alone move my limbs any further past my bed regardless of how much I hate... Continue Reading →
Revolutions!Never will be televised for the useless.Nonviable for eyes peeking out blinds,As it all occurs in the inside by,Putting down what you've been abusing,While you lay beside a mound of ash to prove it… Dubious Life is,For a monster stuck within another's pocket,With only one option!A game of peek-a-boo for a temporary view of a... Continue Reading →
Zombies.They're real as much as you don't want them to be.They're produced everyday,Grounded in their pain with a television screen,Glued to their palms… Soaking in the roots of their cause,Even as they walk,Worried more for the drip they've conceded to hoping to evolve!Into everything they won't be by stunting in front of all watching as... Continue Reading →
To be honest,I'm not sorry that I'm not sorry.Perfect I never was,But,A flawed human being like everybody else is.As selfless as I've been,I can be selfish.Matter of fact,I must be!After every ounce of pain I've dealt with,I must seize!Any care I had left for what people think of me.So,Are you,The reader,Ready for truths I was... Continue Reading →
Silly! Silly I was to think I would be able to abruptly jump back into the saddle of diligently writing every single day. Such an act has been impossible for me due to my immediate decision to focus on smoke as soon as I wake up. But, as much as I choose to buy marijuana... Continue Reading →
Family.What is it good for and why are we stuck with individuals we may never get along with?I don't know about you,But,Being related to a crack-head is not a fun fact you claim without tasting a bit of vomit.Never is it any fun to be forced to stay awake because of their constant nonsense.You know,Getting... Continue Reading →
Irresponsible beyond belief I have been,Knowing how others admired my clarity.I thought I could roll a joint from time to time,As I unwind with a certified dyme!But,I've paid the price for many tragedies… Glass homes shattering as I lay beneath it's roof collapsing!From every cry for help I've shouted,For hours,Each passing night.Losing hold of a... Continue Reading →
Maybe,My palms are hesitant to write every single day because,I fear my true feelings will keep driving others away like they've already done.So,Each time I sit up trying to encourage myself to write a poem,I just,Lay broken.Soaking my spirit in tears from not doing what my heart truly wants to do.And that's just…Sitting in silence.With... Continue Reading →
Writers are creators of many worlds no other can sketch on a canvas darker than their inner thoughts.Worlds full of light,Of some kind,For every heart aching from the pain of asking,Why?Why me?Because,As much as we want a story where there's not a single sting,From bleeding wounds we must feel forcing us to think,About more than... Continue Reading →
Exhausted. Tired. fatigued. Depleted. Empty. However you want to put it, there aren't any words out there to describe how bone-weary you'll get by endlessly dwelling on mistakes you can't rewind and undo. Once it's done, whatever it is, it's final. What's done is forever stamped into history books only your inner child can read... Continue Reading →
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