"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Blood,And,Wet lips full of sugar?Are immiscible without an emulsifier found in,Tears trickling down your cheeks while laying down,Dead inside,Confounded.Puzzled by a con you've found in a pit of darkness.Love,Vampiric in nature is nothing,But,A spectral sending chills through your bleeding vessel with each touch,As subtle as it is.Once it's unbuckled from a kiss,You're left panting,Exasperated by... Continue Reading →
Another year,Another reason to be thankful,With a tank full of ink to drown away what's fatal.Five months without any smoke,Five years without liquor on a table,Full of books and a bible I discovered wasn't a fable… Just the kind of guide I needed,To suffice my need for a brighter day and a way to fight... Continue Reading →
Apple bottoms come at a price.Take a bite,And,They might just be the 'spitter' you weren't looking for.They may be as bitter as you've been with taste buds expecting something sweet.But,How will we ever know unless we go for the unknown?What if you come across an apple falling far from a tree,Rolling right next to your... Continue Reading →
Withering cries tunnel through a path blocked by a vortex of hateful words.If you try passing it by,You will get swallowed,Spiraling out of control until you land on a patch of loveless dirt.Dirt where every sprouting seed dies before reaching its exit… Is death the only option?Is there any point in turning back to any... Continue Reading →
Blood.Water.Neither is more important then thy father,Even if you don't believe in His existence.It's not a matter of opinion,With enough evidence surrounding us in a world getting darker by the second… Don't know about you,But,I find myself alone in the flesh.Canopied by a storm of lies anytime I try to sleep on a bed.Soaked by... Continue Reading →
A convex of emotions are laid on an empty piece of paper hoping it will flower,Some day.One can only pray for change to blossom throughout every season the of the year.Why stay the same,For what purpose?Not a single lick of sense it makes as much as flipping the page over.Pages in a story written by... Continue Reading →
Hazy vision.Dazed and confused from each hit of cannabis in thought of my wrongfully made decisions.It's what I get for choosing fake friends while chasing after a distant ex,Sealing windows of opportunities concealing faith once filling up my chest… It's about time I lace up and get it back,Instead of laced bud in dirty bags,Only... Continue Reading →
An escape is what I've needed.Not another joint full of weed leading,To a high so egregious,As I would rather lay low and carry on defeating!Every nagging thought keeping me away from what I truly love… Poetry,A pen and pad along side a good reason.To never give up on myself instead of listening to demons hoping... 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 →
Zombies.They're real as much as you don't want them to be.They're produced everyday,Grounded in their pain with a television screen,Glued to their palms… Soaking in the roots of their cause,Even as they walk,Worried more for the drip they've conceded to hoping to evolve!Into everything they won't be by stunting in front of all watching as... Continue Reading →
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