"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Anytime my card is pulled,It feels like the Joker is drawn in a game of poker I've never agreed to play.Can I trust the smile I see when taking notice of anyone's face,In a room as dark as the empty voids most carry in a soul where light wanes,More,And,More as each day passes by?A day... Continue Reading →
Hi,Grandma!It's your grandson checking in.Lately,I haven't had many people I can speak to while I keep steady with,A palm shaking as I write poem,After poem,While my mind goes blank worrying for the readiness,I must prepare for when heading into a room full of people I don't want to see.Forgive me,But,That includes the family you've built.I... Continue Reading →
"Somewhere in the world,There's at least one person who doesn't know they'll have one less finger by the end of the weekend!"Is what I read on a post made on social media,Rising up my level of anticipation for this year's July fourth festivities.Not for the potential loss of a knuckle,Or,Two,But,For brighter lights I haven't seen... Continue Reading →
Romance died the moment self-love was introduced.Never heard of it once as a young gun possessing a mind fully loaded with an itch to shoot,Off from a mouth as dicey as a gamble,Full of loot we bounce wall to wall for.The drive we wake up with is driven off course,For what we can gain to... Continue Reading →
Dejected,Rejected.Whichever adjective you pick,They'll both work the same.As I isolate from a world causing the kind of pain most don't come back from,Here I am,Alone in a daze.But,Not the kind where I'd hide behind a tree underneath some shade.The kind where you separate from a world,Taking refuge under God's palm while phased,By flesh calling for... Continue Reading →
Mondays.How mundane they can be.Yet,Their importance weighs heavy,As the start of a week where you get to decide to let it all go,Or,Continue carrying what's making your knees buckle,And,Buckle.Trembling with each step taken forward,Towards a jungle too dark for one to foresee the outcome of their journey through.What Monday truly is,Is your chance to break... Continue Reading →
An empty gas tank tends to form me into a languid bibliotaph uninterested in reading any stort falling into my lap,Too weak to bear the weight of.It isn't like it was years ago,Where I'd fight in urgency when dealing with an energy bar running low.Nowadays,I'd rather put my controller down,Accept my losses,And,See what tomorrow brings... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I ask myself,"Am I still alive?"I haven't seen my shadow for a whilr,Ever since you said good-byr.Can't help,But,To think,"Did I waste my life?"Chasing who I thought was my other half.Ripped apart from my palm while I held a knife on the other hand.Not realizing it was I who split us down a middle I... Continue Reading →
Seeking a legion of soldiers to go to war with is,Weaking treason against what's blocking my metamorphisis.What I need is a reason to keep moving forward in,A field fill of dreams in a season as hot as every corner with,A warning sign,Glaring in your face each time you pass by,Crash sites littered by packs besides,Minds... Continue Reading →
Open mics are exhausting.Full of so many personalities,Opportunities,And,Support most of us don't feel like we deserve.The chance to observe reasons why we're so hard on ourselves.Dreams we're blessed to witness come alive,As well as doe for reasons we may never know.But,It's a sign worthwhile.An adventure for a drifter with no table to place his journal... Continue Reading →
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