"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Sadness.Sadness is that half-empty glass of water giving life to a waning heart dry of all kinds of love spoken.That half-empty glass of water you'll never choke on regardless of how it's poured in.Into an esophagus sore from crying for hours on end,With bulging eyes getting too tired to open.And,I know it all too well.Because,Because,I'm... Continue Reading →
Maybe,I don't know myself enough,After all.Everytime I get a bit of free time,I find myself plastered on to a wall!Trying to decide what to do,Where to go,And,Why?Without a reason ever coming to my mind…But,Here I am!Walking down the Lower East Side,Until I'm flattened by upsetting thoughts I couldn't iron out with my,Self.My inner-child hanging on... Continue Reading →
Loneliness.I'm attached to it the same way an apple is attached to the branch of a tree.Deeply rooted in soil as dead as the inner-child left dangling inside of me.Yet,Still.I'm watered by an entity I can't see.All I see is darkness while wobbling to its breath every time It breathes.In,And,Out,Until I fall off and roll... Continue Reading →
Past,Present,Future!Just,Godzilla in a different costume.Beasts to be feared depending on the occasion.But,Nowadays,I'm not afraid of either.What were once a malevolent force in my mind,Are now humps in memory I stroll past,Benign,Left behind...What does it mean to look ahead,Stay in the moment,Think about what happened several years back when,I can just be what I was intended... Continue Reading →
Maybe,I'm still scarred because of the way you left me.How stone-faced you were in sight of my tears.How happy you were to tell me,"I don't love you anymore,"While I was shattering into pieces right in front of you.Maybe,That's why I mistreat a body I'd rather not be inside of on most days.Because of your delight... Continue Reading →
The future is the future,The past is the past,The present is the present.All intertwined,Yet,Within separate lines of existence.Either or cannot draw breath without the other,But,Singling one out will demolish your mind and cover,Your sanctity in debris from the destruction of peace you claim to covet… Prying your future will delay an image you'll fail to... Continue Reading →
Past,Present,Future,How does it all work?How do they all intertwine?The wounds interwoven with a stitch received in each phase of time.If you ask me,We're all grains of sand,Within an hour glass,Being squeezed through the middle of what lies,Between a top and bottom assimilating into what the other was when the script of our life,Is flipped in... Continue Reading →
A bulldozer is what I intend to be.Obstacles are a part of life,And,It's our job to run them over.Some never clock in,But,I'm locked in and see past the lack of acceptance.Whether or not others forgive me,I forgive myself for what I did in my rocky past,Moving on from the horrid man I was becoming.There's no... Continue Reading →
What is the point of me still being alive when I hold no connection to any living thing?Literally.All I do is wake up.Contemplate my vices,How I should quit them as I proceed to clean my face and room for my daily sit down with weed in one hand and,A heart full of pain regardless of... Continue Reading →
Serene like a seagull when swimming in a sea of tranquility.To be gulled into boiling rage,Over thoughts that will go away,Is an error you must not make,If you plan on living life without misery.Be like a rock,Motionless upon impact when hit by a wave of despair and melancholy.You may get wet by tears drowning away... Continue Reading →
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