"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
You really can't complain for the way your life is at this moment knowing there's a solution to everything.I don't believe we're ever confused about what's holding us back, what we need to change about ourselves. I believe we all know what that particular problem is and we're either too hesitant/ashamed to face it or... Continue Reading →
Boundaries.I didn't realize there were any after offering to console me.But,As usual.I' treated more like a game rather than a man with feelings trampled by loneliness,And,A need to run away.To run away from the presence of anyone where there's potential for a bond to be built upon...It seems like everyone is too tired to lay... Continue Reading →
Bad is good,Good is bad.Roles were reversed as soon as the "plan-demic" was put into play.As soon as we became desensitized to loving one another past what we could,And,Could not do for ourselves.As soon as "self-love" became more of a priority than holding each other's hand when wading through muddy waters,As muddy as our hearts... Continue Reading →
Solitude.Isolation.A super power in a world over-stimulated by social ties choking their senses until the point of oblivion.Does it mean I've steered away from interaction?No.It just means I have a drive speeding towards peace while I'm on a road full of too many infractions.I've had enough relationships.My situation is too complicated for most to understand... Continue Reading →
The lonely road. Our spirits were never built for it, But our mind and flesh adapt for each bump we drive over as a means of survival,Unless we wish to die.I get it...How disappointing it is to wake up with no one by your side.How our lips ache for another's before laying our heads down... Continue Reading →
Sore.Exhausted.From carrying weight on two shoulders trembling over an extended lay-off,From caring about herself.She tries to smile,But,How can she when it's been years since she's been called beautiful by anyone?And.What really tears me apart is,How enchanting her pupils are,As black as a blackberry is purple.Like,The only Tulip blossoming in a field of grass turning beige... Continue Reading →
Flimsy.Ripping at the slightest tension.Such weak garbage bags I keep for baggage I carry,As heavy as each rejection I've suffered,Been blessed with,However I feel during the moment.It's why I change them as fast as I can,Before debris scatters all over my floor,Out of my control.Kind of like,My emotions encountering a new palm I grab,With a... Continue Reading →
Where do we begin in a story we were forced to write,For better,Or,For worse?A story with an ending we may,Or,May not see.I guess,We begin where it hurt us most.
A ghost town full of what seems to be apparitions trapped in a vessel they despise.Pounding in both ears is a silence arising while I stare into their eyes as,I steer clear from saying a word.I try to wave and say hi,But,What I get back is a stare more hypnotizing than death's,Yet,I shrug it off... Continue Reading →
Lust is plastered onto each wall in my head like,The ugliest exhibit in a museum in which you have no say in it's removal.There for your viewing everytime you wander by the most curious isles of your delicate mind.All you can do is zoom through the echoes of failed intimacies,You feel doomed to repeat,Amongst your... Continue Reading →
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