"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
There's not much I can really say,Being that I still don't want to live till this day.A feeling I've felt ever since the 5th grade,Going on to middle school where I was nothing!But,An outcast to pick on just to feel entertained.And,It didn't matter if I was home,Or,At school,It was all the same.A target for whomever... Continue Reading →
Maybe,My palms are hesitant to write every single day because,I fear my true feelings will keep driving others away like they've already done.So,Each time I sit up trying to encourage myself to write a poem,I just,Lay broken.Soaking my spirit in tears from not doing what my heart truly wants to do.And that's just…Sitting in silence.With... Continue Reading →
Exhausted. Tired. fatigued. Depleted. Empty. However you want to put it, there aren't any words out there to describe how bone-weary you'll get by endlessly dwelling on mistakes you can't rewind and undo. Once it's done, whatever it is, it's final. What's done is forever stamped into history books only your inner child can read... Continue Reading →
Dying isn't easy because,You have to remain silent within a grave.Gravel?The blindfold from sun rays revealing a hideous face,Worn to the point of no return while gazing into limbo.From a window fogging up by blunts of endo as I get low…Like,The window next to me that's been closed…But I,Understand how it's my consequence for snooping... Continue Reading →
Forgotten for the last decade,Unless I had poem in my pocket to pull out.Regardless of where I was in the city,A flock of other people chose to flap their wings with me,Until my flight became turbulent,Zig-zagging back and forth while crashing with blunt force into earth again.And again,And again,Each time a joint is lit by... Continue Reading →
Smoke consumes his entire image.Nothing to see,But,What others place on a canvas I'm flicking,Paint behind what they believe to be the back of a life going backwards by the minute!No sweat… When it all fades as I turn around,The truth will be endowed and expose every lie left behind a pen,I kept busy swaying back... Continue Reading →
So.For the last 8 years of my life,I haven't heard many say "Happy Birthday,"Not a single "Happy New Years,"Haven't gotten a single phone call.Not a single message trying to check if I've been holding on,Strong… I've just…Been a struggling soul for others to be entertained by while littered,By promises I was convinced were sweet,Yet,Went bitter.How... Continue Reading →
Only two more days,And…I feel as if I'm holding on for dear life.Startled,Of all things,But…I only have one goal in sight… Sobriety.So elusive,Yet,So close to me everywhere I go as long as I choose to,Lose it.Dispose of it instead of using it,For managing a Molotov of emotions by setting on fire with every flick of... Continue Reading →
You never really knew me,Never cared,Nor bothered to.Never did your heart choose to grab hold of the love I've offered you,Instead of all the jabs I've thrown in defense of my honor you,Beat down every time I've fallen.To the Woes of a world where pitch forks reign supreme at most dinner tables full of roaches... Continue Reading →
Paranoia isn't a symptom for me,But,An enemy lurking within shadows I conjure on concrete shattered by,Their darkness.Farfetched it is not when I stomp as I walk without rhyme or reason.After all,I'm marked as a menace in plots set as my prompt for my loss of life to rise like a soaring Phoenix… Perseverance.A charm despised... Continue Reading →
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