"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Word around town is,You're doing better now that you aren't being held down by a man drowning,Through glass stained by lipstick worn from a kiss of death hounding my existence...With every sip,I die a little internally while refurbishing my taste for a drip,Of saliva from another's lips,For another trip to a honey moon sweeter than... Continue Reading →
Mosaic,Is what I am.Shattered glass laid in front of Her,Formed into an image she couldn't fathom while squinting at a glare she was unable to face.A glare beaming as hot as thr sun melding each piece together as I was left broken on the concrete.Here she is,Blinded by the beauty she cannot unsee.Blinded by the... Continue Reading →
A prism.A prism is what I feel like on most days.Just,An empty piece of glass the sun shines its light through.Light others get to see,In a multitude of bright colors,Orange,Yellow,Red,Purple,Pink.A beautiful mesh of hope,And,Faith I wish I was able to witness myself.But,I can't.All I can do is continue to illuminate the joy others claim to... Continue Reading →
