"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
No more hiding...No more will I use ink,Besides blood flowing on this page from my wounded body.Lacerations I must reveal hoping others see,And,Save themselves from suffering the same fate.Because,There's enough pain pulsating across a spirit we're all bound to feel,And,I'd rather lead others down a path where they can heal...If I must die alone,Then,So be... Continue Reading →
I don't really like being outside, Unless it is cold. Kind of feels like a monster keeps stalking me everywhere I go... My heart beats. And beats... And beats... While all of my tears flow. Left, Right, Down as the wind blows... A villain in her eyes, Misunderstood by the unknown trapped inside of my... Continue Reading →
Nothing better than a Malta, Ice cold. Especially, After one long, Day where you work so hard, You begin sweating through your clothes... Drip-drop, Tick-rock, Goes the day while you flip-flop through day dreams of opening a cold one. All you're thinking of, Is that chilling pop you hear from, Snapping that cap off the... Continue Reading →
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