"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Depression. Real and, For the most part? Unexpected. Never do you take notice until that bottle in your chest explodes, As each piece of glass ricochets off the walls you've built brick by brick. Never do you feel it coursing through your veins, Until you're classified as useless by those you love, Who've grown sick... Continue Reading →
Anger can take you to the point where all you have left to do is surrender. Surrendering to the fact that you have no control over what others think of you. You get so sick of your story's narrative purposely being skewed by others who refuse to see your personal progress. Especially in a world... Continue Reading →
Lately, I never really know what to write. Could barely get myself to sit down on my desk and create the visuals I’ve wanted to give life to for so long. And, I don’t really know why… All I know is, I’m surrounded by what feels wretched and dark to a soul already tainted by... Continue Reading →
Sorry for neglecting you. So, So sorry for lacking attention towards the affection you try to show me. Ungrateful I've been of the beauty you bestow upon a life I've made exhaustively dark. By just, Leaving every journal closed instead of opening them and, Absorbing every glittering stream of heartwarming light you've shone on a... Continue Reading →
Recently,Haven’t really been able to write.Been more focused on this feeling inside of my chest so,Daunting.Yet,I rise every morning with a mission in my mind to,Live,Even if,I would rather wither away in a grave of some sort.After all,My world tells me to die often.Besides a Mom who’d rather see me in a coffin,As I’ve been... Continue Reading →
How do I break the algorithm? Weed so deep in my mind this instant, Most likely I'll permit it, While these memories convince me to quit it... Memories flashing in front of my eyes, Denying my two cents at the cost of my life! The price... Of sitting and swigging a bottle, Splitting a cigar... Continue Reading →
This very moment,I prefer to die. And,I don’t know why. Just,So much Anger overflowing the bottle I’ve kept shut inside I,Can’t seem to notice the brighter side.So,I smoke.Until the smoke becomes a canvas I can paint my dreams on.Even if it all disappears,Eventually.Inevitably… *Side Note* Hopefully everyone reading this right now is feeling good, doing... Continue Reading →
Numb,Out of touch with my inner self…Crushed,Over love lost in my wishing well… Well,I wish I was above waters,'Cause I'm drowning in my tears,Alone,While I fear,That I'll relapse and lower gears,On a road that took so long to get to… I'm here,Slashed in this battle verse words.Penned to rise from the curb.But,I'm trapped underneath doubt.What... Continue Reading →
Depression is,Waking up at 5 in the morning while staring at your cell phone screen just.Confused.Depression is,Having a moment of laughter,Immediately stopping after taking notice because you feel like you,Don't deserve it.Depression is,Feeling like you're drowning above sea level while inhaling your breath deeper than the love you have for your current self.Depression is just,Virtually... Continue Reading →
Jane often disappears after our brief interactions.And,Anytime we do,It always hits the fan while,Blowing up in smoke… What seems like a break from absorbing her hits,Is more like an instance of burning a bridge.The more that I’m given what numbs my soul,The more I’m distant from flames that wither when you,Let go… I see poison... Continue Reading →
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