"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Lately,All of my poems have been getting shorter.There's just not much to say having the same pot of rice and beans everyday.Feeling my bones tremble a bit longer as I hold the weight of my loneliness on my shoulders.What else is there to mention besides the gargantuan stake piercing through my gut everyday I wake... Continue Reading →
Dejected,Rejected.Whichever adjective you pick,They'll both work the same.As I isolate from a world causing the kind of pain most don't come back from,Here I am,Alone in a daze.But,Not the kind where I'd hide behind a tree underneath some shade.The kind where you separate from a world,Taking refuge under God's palm while phased,By flesh calling for... Continue Reading →
Parading around in a mask is what most of us do year round.While some say,"I began watching to feel some excitement!"The rest,A select few,Refused to masquerade in a lie meant,To distract us from a truth most blissfully ignore.The artificial love along comradery fading away as fast as a dark cloud gliding through a sky raining... Continue Reading →
That sheen gleaming off of blood,Dripping from my bleeding wounds is enough,To refrain from insulting anyone.My pain is not an excuse,To demean a human soul who hurts the same way I do.Regardless of what you say,There's nothing that will stop me from loving you! I understand how we all make mistakes,So,Who am I to defile... Continue Reading →
So much talk about a sweep,But,Not the kind you'd expect as reality gets swept under the rug.Mad is sin,Running rampant in the hearts of those who mob before accounting for actions buried under dust,Swiped away when it's too late in the spur of the moment.But,Maybe,The hard road is necessary for some.Because,No matter how often you... Continue Reading →
Sin.The flesh loves it so much.Quite frankly,I don't see anything else it adores.Just being in my own body,Feeling what it craves,Is enough proof for me to know God is real while watching my every move.And,As I fall,And fall,And,Fall time and time again,All I desire is to cleanse my spirit of this atrocity.Lust…What a demon it... Continue Reading →
My foot isn't in searing pain,The same way God has ordained my body to feel.How?I have no idea.My habits have been quite the same,With a small change here and there while I read a,Story I wish I were living along a sweet cup,Of lies I've been drinking anytime I need a,Break from reality...But,Who am I... Continue Reading →
Bewildered by the thought of Her enjoying her time right this second.While my heart,Mind and soul is cluttered by doom.Yet,I've fallen out of love years ago.How pathetic!Holding myself in contempt as a man doing his best to kill that version of himself,Who only knows how to destroy his own spirit.Left wondering why I'm even alive,Still…Feels... Continue Reading →
Seduction.The art of a Harlot,Whether or not heir weary palms are forced for production,Of a dollar withholding debt,Owed to women and men,Hoping to suffice in other ways besides an hour in bed just,To live a quiescent life where no smiles are had…Where love dies in the hands,Of a soul who's already dead inside… My prudence... Continue Reading →
Out of rubble comes an idea sprouting from the darkest depths of one's torchered soul.Even seeds drowned in the dirtiest water full of all kinds of bacteria grows,Beauty as profound as a broken heart being pieced back together while,Discovering it's worth lost within a pile of criticism thrown their way.Soil we've thought to be dead,Resurrects... Continue Reading →
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