"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
What if you're not crazy?What if you are hearing those voices exactly how your mind interprets them to be?What if that laughter piercing through your eardrums isn't as jovial as you believed,Far from any kind of unison with yours? What then?Do you proceed to spark war between yourself and others you want to love?Or,Do you... Continue Reading →
A valentine sweeter than the moment your tastebuds touch upon icing on a cake you've been waiting to be served.A valentine who gifts you the roses you deserve,Regardless if you've succeeded or not in a journey of redemption you've earned.A valentine who wants to be your valentine every single day passing by as we thirst,For... Continue Reading →
Do it now before it's too late.Put down the Kool-Aid!And,Get away from what is sugarcoated by a lie,Inside of what others light up with butane.Damp from saliva they spit out while they pass over slews of eighths,Trying to make you a slave… Focus on love from the most high!Watching us from the sky,Guiding us with... Continue Reading →
Never do I know where to begin,Nor,How to write it,Nor,How to address an engorged heart with a need to burst and shout…So much pain!Without knowing where to put it other than one place,A page,Where I've been having an abundance of doubt.Yet,Not once have I cared for the darkness shrouding my mind…I care to find an... Continue Reading →
I've conceded to the pleasures of being alone.In my own bubble making sure no one pops it.But,There's one thing left for me to do.One last mission for me to accomplish:Conquering my demons once and for all.Every tantalizing sin devouring my sanity as soon as I wake up from a nightmare imbuing my forehead in sweat... Continue Reading →
I find myself asking often, "What am I doing with my life?" And, I don't really know why. I'm a writer, poet. I perform as many times as I possibly can throughout the week. I have a job allowing me the free time to be myself. What do I really have to complain about? Sure,... Continue Reading →
Sometimes,Our own thoughts are treacherous.Traitors to every fiber in our being that makes us who we are.A glitch within a game we're forced to play and handle our cards right.And,As much as we try to override images we don't want to see,Our objective isn't to have control,But,To breathe.Have faith in what we're guided to do... Continue Reading →
Sick and tired of,Being sick and tired.Although alcohol and weed are no longer parts of my life,I still struggle with food and lust.And,I abhore it so much more than you can ever imagine.Because,Any time I find myself free to write a poem,I get lost,Entrapped in the thought of what keeps me at my lowest.With only... Continue Reading →
Memories pop into mind like,A game of Russian Roulette.Each one,Anxiety-ridden.Sweat beads down my forehead at every turn of events.Never do I know which one will coerce me to pull the trigger,But,I figured,It's a risk that must be taken.What other thrill do I have besides,Going through a photobook imprinted in my mind,As I pick at every... Continue Reading →
Ossified by the inner depths of a soul I've grown too weary to understand.But,What other option is there besides softening a core I can't bear to tighten much longer?Rigid I've been,War-torn by an abyss full of monsters I have not been able to see.Yet,Alive I still am.Bruises,Cuts,Wounds left open for decades until my vessel has... Continue Reading →
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