"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Lust is plastered onto each wall in my head like,The ugliest exhibit in a museum in which you have no say in it's removal.There for your viewing everytime you wander by the most curious isles of your delicate mind.All you can do is zoom through the echoes of failed intimacies,You feel doomed to repeat,Amongst your... Continue Reading →
Crumbs.At least,Mine are bigger than what birds tend to eat.Being angry is a choice,But,It's a choice I don't have to make while I still have the blessing to breathe.And,It's not all about perspective.It's about,Acknowledging what I have in front of what I invest in,The plate feeding into a character with ego making a mess of,A... Continue Reading →
Stirring the pot,Was a burial plot,While I was smoking a lot,Of what I never needed in a life full of murkier spots,I've been busy trying to make a painting out of,Instead of choosing to rot,Inside of a self-made prison created by dirtier thoughts,Washing away with every tear that I drop,In good faith… I know I... Continue Reading →
Standoffs in the Cave of The Beast with the Beast himself? My life for the past two years... I do not glare, But, Glower. And leer... Sweat dripping from the top of my cheeks. Hands jittery from gripping a gun I thought, I'd never, see... 1 finger just grazing the trigger, 2 eyes refusing to... Continue Reading →
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