"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Unprepared to ever enter back into the dating game, But, Is there any point of which we are? Searching for a love, Eternal! Only in the mind of a hopeful, Even if we're scarred. Permanent reminders on our brittle hearts, Anytime we're vulnerable in each other's arms, Of every failed attempt that couldn't harm, Our... Continue Reading →
Who care's about what barbershops got to say,When my head is on the line,I cut deep and watch a lot of you fade away,With a bar I raise,Or,The scars I paint in sentences I've been sentenced with...Incentives rip through the mind of a fiend dependant on the cynics sick!Of 'dope' dreams...I thought mine were as... Continue Reading →
Blood swirls down his tongue while it drips and paints an image of a maze made by his own Denial. A Denial he treats like a cloak of invisibility over his entire character. And, As I gazed into his self-induced demolition, I noticed he had bit his tongue when it was time to speak truths... Continue Reading →
Whenever I think about those angelic eyes, Slowly batting above your cheeks risen by Cupid's Arrow, In hopes that it carried my name, My heart paints a picture where I covet your smile like a delicate Tulip with my palms, after being washed by her love... As we connect our two lips together, Until we... Continue Reading →
Shilly-shallying with friends under a night sky while high as bombs fly away in the background? Memories that'll last life times regardless of how different our ideas are within the pack. Just a bunch of souls intertwined by the wonders of love and learning as much as we can while we're still alive. Marveling at... Continue Reading →
Walking through this desolate New York City I sometimes refer to as a scorching Hell, A sock was found in a grave-like ditch when crossing over to Broadway. Taking notice of so many bodies empty of compassion, All I can ask myself is, Who's foot was in that sock? Were there too many in his... Continue Reading →
At this pointThe branches from every tree I smoke,Mirror my wall of glass broken in bits.Like the glass house I live in.At the age I'm at while I lay back and seep into a vision,Of how I picture my life will be like in the future.Every puff feels harder,As my bad thoughts become looser.Only question... Continue Reading →
Sobriety is weird. Hard to get used to after years with a desk stacked with beers and liquor, Anytime a tear raced down the corners of my eyes. I can see why many lie in fear when our feelings storm around inside. Clearer than before, Now that all the rain on my side stopped pouring... Continue Reading →
Definition of a Hustler: An enterprising person determined to succeed. A swindler using fraudulent methods to earn money. An expert gambler seeking challenges through the unsuspecting for? You guessed it, More money. Or, Simply, A prostitute with all eyes on some rich honey... Some days, I get confused about how I write and wonder if... Continue Reading →
Grateful. For the wins and losses all the same. No longer will I short change myself! Been broke for way too long, Keeping my success at the bottom shelves, Of a pedestal made with my potential. Finally awake after being drunk in bed for so long, But had no idea what would be sequential, From... Continue Reading →
