"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Just a few months ago,I was able to sit on this same chair,Wide-eyed,Energized for the peace and silence the day brings,When I' seated away from a glass house where a new shard cracks and falls each waking morning.New poem in mind,Ready for as many repititions it took for me to memorize,But,My eyelids feel heavier and... Continue Reading →
I'm not a cow,Not once have I moo'd.Yet,You continue to label me what I am not,And,Wonder why I'm never in the mood.But,It's what you've named me,What other choice do I have,Other than to answer to it?You give me milk balls,Either way,So,I can't be mad at you!This,Game we play?Well,It was fun at first until I ran... Continue Reading →
To belong?There's nothing that I know about it.But,I've had no other choice other than to be strong while I' crowded.Crowded by laughter every time I turn a corner.It only gets louder when I peek behind me while I burn a border,In my mind,Separating it from fear attempting to sneak its way into my eyes,Through the... Continue Reading →
Not everyone is going to like you,But,That's okay.Be yourself anyway.When you love what you do,It won't resonate with others who have nothing to lose. As grim as it may be,We will die and there won't be a chance to rewind.Everything will be set in stone without a chance go break through what lied,Underneath a heart... Continue Reading →
Family,That aren't family,Are never satisfied until you're pacified by their insanity.Can it be the worst thing to go through,When you're alone?Truth is,As tragic as it could've been when you're the one who's labeled useless,Their severance is a blessing in disguise,As you rip off the mask you've hid behind,And,Realize the image they're despised,Is an image you... Continue Reading →
Fruits of labor ripen when your frantic fingertips quit cherrypicking,On the basis of a sweettooth that never knows what is good for itself.Sometimes,Our hands must get dirtied by grinding through what we fear most.Facing what's scariest to our heart no matter how much faster it begins to beat.Smearing your palms in pine tar,Picking up that... Continue Reading →
Drifters have no place in the world,But,That's okay.We leave our marks,In a world so scarce of love,In hopes to leave a smile on someone's face.In hopes to change what we yearn to change,In hearts made of stone when staring into Medusa's gaze.The snake slithering in grass we often forget to cut.The bane of our existence... Continue Reading →
You can push me,Kick me,Stab me,Shoot me,But,I'll still stand up as long as I have an ounce of breath left.You may hate me,But,I love you either way as I keep my distance from your detestation for my existence.I refuse to be rattled by your desire to see my life buried by the debris from your... Continue Reading →
Never do I know where to begin,Nor,How to write it,Nor,How to address an engorged heart with a need to burst and shout…So much pain!Without knowing where to put it other than one place,A page,Where I've been having an abundance of doubt.Yet,Not once have I cared for the darkness shrouding my mind…I care to find an... Continue Reading →
I find myself asking often, "What am I doing with my life?" And, I don't really know why. I'm a writer, poet. I perform as many times as I possibly can throughout the week. I have a job allowing me the free time to be myself. What do I really have to complain about? Sure,... Continue Reading →
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