"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Taking the moment to sit down and free-write is such an important task I forget to do often. Releasing every single demon rotting in the darkest pits inside my chest. A piece you kind of just, let go. Gone with the wind without a single record kept. Especially, when all you can think about is... Continue Reading →
Pockets full of dimes, Although, Worthless. Rocking my bed at night, As a pro at work with, A state of mind so fragile. Thinking I'm ready for commitment, Yet, Truth be told? I've been more fond of raffles, Bagging different numbers until I hit the jackpot, But, I'm baffled... At my lack of satisfaction, While... Continue Reading →
If I wanted her back and asked for that to happen, Will it? I only ask because I do. If only you'd touch my heart and feel it... Because, I am not the villain she paints me to be in a world full of blood spillage... Maybe, The splatter of another splashed by her image,... Continue Reading →
Life for us was, Shambolic. Full of hysteria more than love on most occasions. Felt like I had eaten more insults during dinner-time more than food. But, Maybe, Those were the fruits of life I've needed... Because, No longer is my heart at the mercy of her manipulation. Freed from the grips of a woman,... Continue Reading →
Floating off the deep end. Into shallow waters where I'm reapin', The benefits of different rhythms flowing off a tongue that is creased in, The moment where I'm thinking of a woman, Scorned, Referred to as the former... Yet, She couldn't take the plethoras of ways how I form words, Into my reality while I... Continue Reading →
I kind of met the woman of my dreams, But, Wish I never did. Her curls are so beautiful, But, My mind's wrapped up in the thought of exiting from this, Reality that doesn't seem to quite like me, While I'm fighting for peace... Her voice is as sweet as my favorite piece of chocolate,... Continue Reading →
Love. Often think about if love in this day and age is dead. Dead in a family-like sense. Like, Do we just love ourselves, or are we just afraid of loving each other during times so divided? Maybe, it's an unlikely fusion of both... Of course, we must love ourselves no matter what crisis may... Continue Reading →
Moments like these, I smile wide. Drinking up a few cans while I spew rhymes. I am not ashamed of the struggle I've been given in my life. See, I just make a beat inside of my mind, And just write against my demons line for line. Pound for pound, While I'm boxed in with... Continue Reading →
I was 16 when I was, Blessed with her presence. A gift from the skies, Breathless I was as my eyes, Fluttered and scried, For the next time, We find, Each other side by side... Friday comes by, And never have I felt so alive, The second I heard you cry, Lullabies of pain and... Continue Reading →
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