"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
An Asylum of artists is,Where my soul belongs.Normal?I am not.More so abnormal with how I belch from a belly growling for a song,I and others can say to.Grateful,I am,To exist as an outcast while on an edge as fatal as,Every slip into an abyss we can't climb back from… It's a blessing,Really,More than a curse... Continue Reading →
Suffused with tints of red gone maroon overnight.Luminous beneath moonshine,Enough to blind our eyes.Human souls morphing into their true lupine form,Howling into a sky darkened by mischievous desires worn,With a chip on their shoulders for,A mere display.What they eat?Is human flesh as their compassion decays.Their lips drip with lifeforce syphoned as,A grandstand for others to... Continue Reading →
Trip and fall,Trip and fall,Trip and fall!I've done more times than I can count.But,Air still flows through my flaring nostrils forcing my chest to rise,With a hope impenetrable by,Sticking to a plan made for me by a God who's shown me more love,Than,Any friend ever would while dripping blood,From wounds they've cut open.When push comes... 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 →
At the end of it all,What I desire is to be a good husband.An amazing father to children who run into my arms,With a smile,Knowing they'll never be unharmed.To look back at my own scars,And,Laugh a little at mishaps no lknger weighing me back down.Because,Who cares for the money and clout,When it wouldn't fill a... Continue Reading →
A break.For a voice broken by the pain.Pain I feel from the second I wake,In a dream-like state of mind I find myself lost in,Often… Offset colors blind my eyes when attempting to look past it,But,Every hue paints over what isn't tragic,With memories intending to black-out my vision for a brighter future… Red…Opaque on a... Continue Reading →
Sterile.Love seems to be.But,Believe it?I don't.More so refuse to regardless of how much one gloats,Over my continued stand-off against doubt I pummel by,Never giving up.So what?Let them be jealous as the sun sets and,Rises by the time they decide to jump a fence,Now too high for them to climb!Restless as I find strength in,A challenge... Continue Reading →
Hues come in many separate shades highlighting different "truths",In a world with only one big picture.But,Never will I take heed to yellow headlines trying to shine brighter than the Son's flicker.How sweet it is that Maduro's caught,From a plot boiling for too many years now at a stop,Yet,The plan's tainted vision is thicker!Than what anyone... Continue Reading →
The future is the future,The past is the past,The present is the present.All intertwined,Yet,Within separate lines of existence.Either or cannot draw breath without the other,But,Singling one out will demolish your mind and cover,Your sanctity in debris from the destruction of peace you claim to covet… Prying your future will delay an image you'll fail to... Continue Reading →
Feeding,A demon,With reasons,Your heaving!In vomit,While coughing up smoke,Upping the dosage for a moment of hope,In all of it's falsity?A fatality for those lost in endless animosity,Against an image once portrayed by hues of love,Stained by every opportunity taken to go for blood,Tainting all of what you could've been if,You had never given up.And,For what?Drugs?A drink,What... Continue Reading →
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