"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
How do I survive?Every single night without a woman to suffice,My need for a touch deeper than the high,I get from a climax coming down like,Any other drug?All I want is love.And,A moment where I flush,Every ounce of blood,As red as the cheek of my beloved when I pucker up,And,Lay a kiss on the forehead... Continue Reading →
Haven't wanted to live for quite a while.Because,The feeling of breathing is soothing only if there's smoke flowing through my lungs.Love?Lost in pyros of pain ignited in the name of lust.One flick of my lighter,Still,Doesn't seem like it's enough to burn away these thoughts cluttering my mind while I crush,Buds while picturing everyone I've put... Continue Reading →
What must I do to get the sleep I need?I concede.To the battle I fight in a loose-leaf,While I turn the page to a life I was given so rudely… Birthed through my mother's denial of my existence.A child without any expectation to make it through unless I listened,To a way of being that would... Continue Reading →
Freedom,Is what you gave me by leaving,Regardless of how wrong it was to hurt you.Your departure gave my life more meaning,More than the moment you said,"I love you…"As I was left to work through,My vices.All alone,Within a glass home shattering above me,By the vibrations of your silence… Here I am,Now sober at the end of... Continue Reading →
Never did I think that I'd become too busy to dwell inside of my room to write a poem and post it on time, but here we are. My apologies for seeming as if I've been taking days off. After recovering from what could've been a tragedy a few months back, I've been filling up... Continue Reading →
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 →
Twenty days without smoking Mary Jane. What an accomplishment for a man like me who couldn't stop smoking until a tragedy happened. But, at this point, I'm just confused. So, so confused as to how I'm supposed to be living my life. Friends? I would love some. Family? I already have, but I feel like... Continue Reading →
Love… At what point are we supposed to give it away with a set of conditions attached?All I know is,After applying conditioner to a scalp rinsed of yesterday's troubles,Nothing's smoother than each strand of hair gliding along callused hands… Maybe,Certain prerequisites were required before I graduated from "higher" learning…Bottles of Remy were not the solution... Continue Reading →
Regrets?I have none.All I am is a human who's mad enough!To throw my lighter against a pavement stepped on by so many others wearing shoes soaked in butane while having nothing,To lose.And,I could've been a part of that group….Of arsonists as my soul was often set ablaze by what was never true…Mary Jane along side... Continue Reading →
Rollercoaster rides are exhilarating for the first few laps.Flowing through a wind tunnel drying every tear dropping over memories from your recent past.But,Every ride is different,As I'm strapped to a rollercoaster seemingly infinite.With so many loops I have to wrap around,I've gotten sick of making laps allowing for another trip into a damnation I refuse... Continue Reading →
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