"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Only two more days,And…I feel as if I'm holding on for dear life.Startled,Of all things,But…I only have one goal in sight… Sobriety.So elusive,Yet,So close to me everywhere I go as long as I choose to,Lose it.Dispose of it instead of using it,For managing a Molotov of emotions by setting on fire with every flick of... Continue Reading →
Being peaceful is something I’m not used to.After a few days of silence,That bottle in my chest becomes vibrant,With all I’ve been pouring into it,Glowing as it pops into pieces without a choice to fight it…Because,I ask myself.Why not let it explode?And,Bask in gleaming light coming from the hot embers of a burning soul,Forming into... Continue Reading →
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