"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Redressing my wrong doings in a fashion I'm confortable with is not what my focus should be.I can change my jacket all I want,But,It won't stop me from getting soaked in pouring rain,As acidic as each tear dropping from my cheeks,Flushed by bad calls all of us make once in a while.I'd rather wear the... Continue Reading →
Ask me about my shoes...Matter of fact,What you should be asking is,Can your feet fit inside what belongs to a man with nothing to lose?Would you be too insecure to wear scuffs foo late to undo?Are you brave enough to walk with your head up high,Meanwhile others laugh at poverty you've accrued?Cut from anyone's approval... Continue Reading →
Birthdays.What are they for a recluse?Is celebration mandatory,Is it even an option?As every holiday zips by without any contact.You begin to question the meaning of your mistaken existence.But,What's the point knowing we all woke up,Suddenly,Without any knowledge of what life is exactly?I guess,Our lives come with meaning we must do our best to discover.A meaning... Continue Reading →
No one looks the same unless they're next to doppelgangers,But,Most are outrageously concerned with whom their colors match with after,Joining parties acting as a gang,More than a group looking out for the other within middle grounds often shattered,By everybody's need to be in front of lines where they see red,Leaving others blue over green without... 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 →
Rapping was something I never thought I'd fall out of love with,But,I did.Too much time was spent wrapping my head around my existence,As dead is how I imagined it.Yet,Here I am rhyming words,Again,In a less reckless fashion more fitting for man with many chips,On two shoulders,Too exhausted,To keep holding on to weight equilibrated with,Each tear... Continue Reading →
Age of the Zombies.In Abercrombie & Fitch and a blunt in one palm,Weak spirits in the other on a floor I'm mopping.With a faith unseen nowadays while I graze every scene with a beat!I make with a teething mouth while boxing…Against myself with a pen and pad I crease.By the swipes of my pain across... Continue Reading →
I wouldn't know where to start after fasting for 24 hours straight regardless of how hellbent I am to change my entire life.Because, no matter how angrily confused you've been for the past x amount of time, you'd think you'd know the beginning to a new life you've built inside of your mind already. You'd... Continue Reading →
Lately, It's been hard to write anything. Overthinking till my mind overflows with a sea of memories I drown into, Fatally. Because, A piece of me dies each time I dip my feet inside of it. A sea colder than the heart of a mother who gave up on her son too early despite of... Continue Reading →
Living inside of your own head is like,Dipping your feet in a lake of fire while you watch them violently dissolve.An inevitable implosion a Hot-Head cannot prevent,Without a will to move forward instead of dwelling on a past already behind them…But,What is home if I'm not welcomed anywhere I go?The only way is up after... Continue Reading →
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