"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Cocaine dreams. 138th and cypress ave. Where I learned my numbers, Colors and alphabets. MS-13s, Bloods Crips, Blues, Red... A bull, I was turned into. By minority tendencies. It's all I saw growing up, Only had I to fend for me... In the streets... Of NYC... Can't be taken out, Deceased, Ceased by the gun,... Continue Reading →
The Dean of this class full of monsters I'm schooling, When I'm loading up a big Winchester I'm shooting, Up to a sky, So illusive when you're trapped in the bottom of a Croc pool... This... Life of mine, Where I drown inside, Of my own tears... Is so clear, When I show mere glimpses,... Continue Reading →
On mornings where my fingers can't paint a picture, I refer to what my dreams and nightmares have to offer. Especially during times where my heart doesn't seem to become any softer... Regardless, I foster my confidence as a prophet in a city where devils run the scene, While rebels act with cameras in hand... Continue Reading →
Repeatitive babble. Rattlesnakes slither and bite through flesh that isnt mine, For I, was not the creator of my own life... One morning I awoke. My eyes poked holes into realities I wish stayed dead, On the same bed, Where my dreams lay, It seems. Where anger steams and blows marijuana smoke while boat loads... Continue Reading →
Life replenishes when you feed it what it needs to keep on breathing. But, Sometimes, What we need is stuck in the Unknown. A corner of your mind storing amenities away from your conscious eyes. And, Questions arise. Like, What does my heart actually want? Will I ever know what it's like to be happy?... 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 →
Scalpels, Knives, A dream of severance. A deliverance of evil, While living in contradiction... Although surgical in my analysis of others, I fail to slap a bandaid on my personal wounds administered by Palms of Death. A sword of light, Of all things... Every kiss blown, A preinducement of seduction, Of the finest kind. Because,... 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 →
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