"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Run away, Run away, Run away. Is what I want do the moment that I wake. Not because I feel pain... Not because of any kind of internal hate. But, Because too much of "Them" are seen every. Single. Day... "Can I get a quarter?" Is the phrase, You will hear as soon as you... Continue Reading →
Everyday I was faded by blunt smoke. High in the sky where the clouds cloak, All murderous thoughts from head to toe, While light shined bright in plain sight, But still alone I was, In a spot where light had last shone... Now I'm spotlighted. Spotlighted while my mind's in crisis. Indecisive, About whether I... Continue Reading →
I want to give a hug or two, But, It's hard for me. Sometimes, All I can think about is how to clog my arteries. So much food for thought while I commit Arseny. On different bits of paper away from those I keep far from me! God forbid they get burnt by the lighters... Continue Reading →
So dizzy... So nauseous... Feelings I rebuke when I wake from my slumber. A slumber exhaustively difficult for an insomniac mind like mine to be seduced into, By Peace... Still, I strut my wings and fly forward. At least, In my imagination after my third blunt gets fired up. With a 4loco for the craziness... Continue Reading →
It's hard to stay bullet proof, Mentally, When ailments and bills pile, As you watch your loved ones, Hungry, Right next to you. Thoughts rise, Am I a man? I ask myself... Because, Generally, We're measured by the glow on our wrist watches and the inches on our crotches. Or, All the Jordan's stockpiling in... Continue Reading →
"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 →
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