"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
That's why I picked up a pen, To right my wrongs, And repent for all, The things I've done to myself and the one I've bawled over. For so many nights. Courting accountability as I should've in the first place while sober... There is power in being an Author. Knowing how to solder words together,... Continue Reading →
Many nights, I spend, Wondering what life is about. Will we ever know? Will God ever show? Do we die and wither away as the wind blows? Is there a purpose for us even being here in the first place? I guess, The answer is no, In the most beautiful way. We all have things... Continue Reading →
How can you be liberated with a closed mind? Hysterically refusing to take a look at the other side? So busy being angry, Where you have become the enemy in disguise. Without even knowing, When you vigorously drill ideas in the head of another yearning for a guide. To make it through a concrete jungle... Continue Reading →
Taking the moment to sit down and free-write is such an important task I forget to do often. Releasing every single demon rotting in the darkest pits inside my chest. A piece you kind of just, let go. Gone with the wind without a single record kept. Especially, when all you can think about is... Continue Reading →
Trauma nickle-plated. Having dinner while elated with an appetite for the ages. Apple seeds planted by John Doe's who handed Life's answers to us kids paving, The way to destruction, Are eaten in vain and, Never is there an apology behind the way they're behaving. Ignorance is bliss when you're full of pain in, A... Continue Reading →
Rolling up out of bed, And, Smoking up lots of piff! I've been, Higher than ever, Lowered in pressure. Saving these lectures, For the kids looking around for some guidance... Until then, I'm hiding. Writing a vibe! A lyrical prowess undenied, Unrefined. Just, Raw in nature. Lines on paper that'll glue you to the stories... Continue Reading →
With feet drenched by fatigue, It is not known if you will cross the finish line. Yet, I push through boundaries, No matter what, With every finished line. I, Only want to cross that border keeping us distant... Why, Would I want anyone different? Life, With others is not the same, Even if I'm still... Continue Reading →
Whistles of death echo through the Playgrounds of Freedom... Chains rustle. And rustle... Soothing melodies for those who have turned a blind eye towards torment, Truth and captivity... A land where its inhabitants isolate their hearts from any form of Love. Fires burning away Earth's beauty, Fueled by rage, Subconsciously misplaced, By the Devil's persuasion... Continue Reading →
In Jay's written testimony, It reads he's held down by the gravity of his pen. Well, I can relate, As I vent... Allocating all of my memories, It piles, Weighing me down, Like, Never before. Yet, Ridding me of all of my demons that were bobbing and weaving every shot I was heaving, Until I... Continue Reading →
I often ask, How do we know if what we do is right. Is it that moment of hysteria when you impale that knife, In the spine of another? Or, That sigh of relief when you decide to be the bigger person, Rather than fighting with your brothers just to kill each other?... But, What... Continue Reading →
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