"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Chit-chatter.Gossip.Labels.Stigmas.What do they matter when you're doing all that you can to keep it together?They may stick for a while,But,With enough solution,The adhesive loosens,And,There you have it.An opportunity to strip off the jealousy and hatred of another vows to dress you in.Nothing's permanent…Not a single flailing desire.Not a single bead of sweat dripping from pressure... Continue Reading →
My mind is like,A train looping into the tracks of a rollercoaster.Two destinations.Two places I don't desire to be in,But,Have no other choice besides living amongst crows soaring,Above my nightmares and dreams… Crows rustling behind bushes and weeds,In hoods robbing me of joy I grieve,Everyday,Passing by as fast as the hourhand on a clock I... Continue Reading →
An addiction?I wouldn't call that if I were you.I just,Can't live without a moment where I'm going through,So many thoughts about my life I spill on to a stage full of others who,Feel the same way as I do!Broken.Trying to glue back every piece before they're put inside a coffin open,For everybody's view… I'd rather... Continue Reading →
Acid tears keep dripping as she refutes wiping them away.While her lips flap in laughter,Mine are sealed by common adhesives we all call,Pain…Worst of all,I've wanted to die for so long,And…No one sees me as a soul worthy enough to,Save…Neither do I,So,Why should they?…
Old.Brittle.Yet,Young,Full of life without much direction.Crackles in every step,But,A drive rolling along as smooth as each drip from my olen wounds.Those tears falling from a broken heart I keep trying to mend,But,Just can't seem to find the right glue…
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