"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Stirring the pot,Was a burial plot,While I was smoking a lot,Of what I never needed in a life full of murkier spots,I've been busy trying to make a painting out of,Instead of choosing to rot,Inside of a self-made prison created by dirtier thoughts,Washing away with every tear that I drop,In good faith… I know I... Continue Reading →
I pray everything has been well with everyone out there. Had to take a second out of my day and pour my thoughts onto a waterproof page. Finally, over three months off of weed smoke and it feels so good! But, lately, I've been having consecutive dreams where I would come across a pack or... Continue Reading →
Rain.It'll flood the scene regardless of pace.Whether it's cats and dogs or a scotch mist,If it doesn't stop in a matter of time,You will drown and be embalmed in,The minds of others by fluids only harvested when one is teary-eyed,And,Never will the thought be a drop-dead image for,Anyone seeking a sight for sore eyes when,They're... Continue Reading →
Cleaning up an act upstaging each demon on your shoulder,Is a war not everyone is built for,As it takes a different kind of strength to keep living life sober.I mean,Look around you!Why wouldn't you want a drink with what's happening all over?… Presidents who were not designed to lose.Orchestrated tragedies to blind us from the... Continue Reading →
What's hidden in plain sight,Will come to light,When most begin to read in between every line within this playwright called,Life.All my time,Is now dedicated to the raw might of faith,A pen and piece of paper for every night I've grown tired of wasting.Why?… I mean,Why get closer to the one enclosure below us where,Endless souls... Continue Reading →
A brother's keeper,I would be,If I had one to begin with.What I had growing up were,Two strangers around me I've forsook,Because of their unapologetic sickness,Contagious by a touch I've done my best to avoid until I,Myself,Have gotten addicted… There was no other choice for my,Chance to say,"Good Riddance!"To a train of smoke with one single... Continue Reading →
What is the point of me still being alive when I hold no connection to any living thing?Literally.All I do is wake up.Contemplate my vices,How I should quit them as I proceed to clean my face and room for my daily sit down with weed in one hand and,A heart full of pain regardless of... Continue Reading →
Hazy vision.Dazed and confused from each hit of cannabis in thought of my wrongfully made decisions.It's what I get for choosing fake friends while chasing after a distant ex,Sealing windows of opportunities concealing faith once filling up my chest… It's about time I lace up and get it back,Instead of laced bud in dirty bags,Only... Continue Reading →
An escape is what I've needed.Not another joint full of weed leading,To a high so egregious,As I would rather lay low and carry on defeating!Every nagging thought keeping me away from what I truly love… Poetry,A pen and pad along side a good reason.To never give up on myself instead of listening to demons hoping... Continue Reading →
Its funny how the world makes you say peace,Dueces!While Jesus brings his hands together for whomever feels,Depressed and useless.At the end of it all,Why should I believe what anyone else has to say,When His word has been the truest?Others just push me away while,He listens well enough to tell me what the truth is!As it... Continue Reading →
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