"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
"Come on baby, Let me in!" "Come on baby, Let me in!..." Is all she says to me while I'm shouting, "Let me live!" "Let me live!" So exhausted! From repeating myself... Yet, She still gets the invite into a Hell, We manifest together when we burn... Wrapped up together. What else do I need... Continue Reading →
As I pray internally, Reciting words refurbishing a soul lacerated by excursions destroying an entire universe, God is there waiting for my palms to open. From a fist formed by my former disdain for atonement. To receive blessings he has continuously shown in, The visions I rid in each cup of alcohol poured with my... Continue Reading →
Crazy, intimidating, and apparently unsuitable to work with, people. Yet, funny enough, I live my life in front of others, performing away the Poetry my heart will be happily buried in at the end of my bumpy road. But, I often wonder why I get that kind of reaction as I try my very best... Continue Reading →
Lines. All kinds. Ones you snort and stand behind of, Whether you're in pain or searching for something divine. Food for the mind. Food for the heart whenever agony strikes... But, I often wonder what I look for as a writer. Writing and riding on a high I'm fighting as a lifer. Sentenced, An imprisonment... Continue Reading →
As I pray internally, Reciting words refurbishing a soul lacerated by excursions destroying an entire universe, God is there waiting for my palms to open. From a fist formed by my former disdain for atonement. To receive blessings he has continuously shown in, The visions I rid in each cup of alcohol poured with my... Continue Reading →
Generations upon generations have we been poisoning ourselves with the same belief. Same patterns keeping our own people stuck in the weeds, Whether it be marijuana trees, Crack rocks, Ideas as ancient as draconian measures or a sitcom on TV... Riddled by vicious cycles, Maelstroms. Tornadoes. Natural disasters we all create throughout our lives, Internally.... Continue Reading →
Seductive like the devil's kiss. The nightmare every man wants to have. Her glare, A ray of bliss... Until her make-up drips, And drips back onto the bathroom sink after each swipe. Scars reveal. Wounds, Bright red, Bleeding out the Ugly she refused to confront and deal... They say Satan has the brightest smile, And... Continue Reading →
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