"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Haunted by a ghostly voice that just won't go away,No matter what I do to silence it.Vibrant it is!But,I keep writing it in,Within a line in my,Wrists.Bleeding from every vein slice open in thought of what couldn't be imagined in,A million years… What does it want?What does it say?It doesn't matter either way.I refuse to... Continue Reading →
It's Sunday! As sun rays enrobe every ounce of my flesh tanned by its undeniable love. A love so powerful, Squib or not, Only words of Grace posses my vocal cords when my throat is bit by the Angry bug. A sun so heartwarming and considerate. Anytime you're cold and jittery, It simmers and, Folds... Continue Reading →
Poetry isn't just about fancy prose. It's about telling the truth when it matters most. It's about burying demons underneath ink spilled. It's about being honest with one's self to be the best you can be. I don't care about the amount of metaphors or similes you're able to come up with, I just have... Continue Reading →
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