"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
An abundance of cheese coagulates after sitting for several minutes and harms your flesh overtime.Blood does so to clog an open wound regardless of how careless we become.Even after death,Rigor-mortis,The warmth in our bodies stay put as each flailing pound of skin goes cold.There's,Something special about the lives we live,What fuels us to move forward... Continue Reading →
Silence feels like a rarity,Nowadays,Doesn't it?As if sitting with your thoughts is a reason to discard humanity.Viewed as a punishment compared to finding solace in a covenant of vanity,Formed by a group of individuals who couldn't play their cards right even with a hand in each,Kind of pocket you can think of,As a joker glossing... Continue Reading →
As quick as blood boils,It coagulates.So,I saturate my mind with a fluid flow amputating bodies of work,Armed with a sense of disaster that'll charm the Beasts of this planet Earth… Monsters are everywhere,Nowadays.But,To attract that of which is humane,From a conclave of Typhons,Mustn't we disemble what fires and destroy what might exhaust,The small amounts of... Continue Reading →
What am I doing?I have no idea.I'm just another human,Dripping fluids,From the corners of my eyes during nights where I feel useless.Like,Right about now… Where's my shoulder to lean on?Why is this boulder so freakishly strong?Why couldn't I have been mightier than I am now,Instead of feeling what I'm feeling while I'm dealing with these... Continue Reading →
Chaos.Chaos cannot exist without two opposites colliding head first.Yet,No one really yearns for disorder as a species hunting for some sort of inclusion.But,It makes me wonder.Why is this world so,Anarchic?If all we really want is to be part of a circle of people who call us family,Then,Why do we fight each other so often?A rhetorical... Continue Reading →
Don’t know what to say,Think,Nor feel.Yet,Anger likes to rise up my spine and escape my mouth in sentences meant to detain another’s sanity.So often stuck in a cell,I can’t help but feel trapped in such hysterical realities.Lap topped with so many sticky notes reminding me of travesties,Like my demons monitoring my vanity,Through my fear of... Continue Reading →
Debilitating. To walk outside with a fistful of frustration punching against the walls of your chest. To be amongst other souls who deny your light while labeling it dim, When really, It's darkness protruding through your pours attempting to devour every glimmer of hope. Because, I don't want to feel this crippling anxiety, Yet, It's... Continue Reading →
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