"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Such a bumpy landscape as He scans the panoramic view he was blessed to witness for the moment. A picture glowing as bright as sunshine His pupils have happily captured. But, All he could think about for the moment was, "Can I really climb over this one?" Nonetheless, He continues on with the day and... Continue Reading →
I guess that's why I speak to myself often, Because I'm the only one who knows my Pain, Really. Day to day. You get used to it being a lone soldier for most of your time. An outcast is what was casted upon his broken confidence, Him, Who I once was, slummed, In the outskirts... Continue Reading →
Sobriety is amazing. You breathe better. Sweat less under pressure. All the pain you've been feeling for so long, Goes away in the snap of a finger. But, Can it heal my mind? Yea, Your tunnel vision is much clearer, But, Can it allow me to feel happy for once in my life? I just,... Continue Reading →
Being "self-made" is a dream in the eyes of an outcast. No support around, Just you, A vision and a pen along with a pad helping you endure life when it hits the fan, While conjuring the future you're so desperate to see. No friends. But, An Earth full of trees, Flowers and plants releasing... Continue Reading →
Are there any words that must be spoken during this moment of Silence? Is Peace of Mind worth breaking, Just to give a helping hand to an "angel" with horns clearly protruding their skull? Must you give up your world for another who refuses to make one for themselves and others? Who knows, But, I... Continue Reading →
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" He repeated after watching Mike Breen go 'ball'-listic while dazzled by Kawhi Leonard's last-second, game winning shot against the 7sixers in game seven of their long-ass playoff series. I mean, Hell. He did it while in a Toronto Raptors jersey (makes it more exciting on behalf of their barrage of losses throughout NBA history.)... Continue Reading →
Who knows where to start. That boy died the day he entered those Halls. Reborn in the arms of Angels he thought he'd never witness, Yet, In front of him were a Trinity of acceptance. A renewed hope found through a vision different from what I was presented. As an adolescent looking for a way... Continue Reading →
Keys pressing up against my fingers. God pushing them for me when I feel like eating dinner. Y'all don't understand the kind of work I'm trying to leave on this scene of spitters... But, I'm here with another one. You're here for another gun line, When I'm crushing them. Sprinkling them inside another blunt, I... Continue Reading →
I was told, To dig through the surface, Of everyone struck by a state of Inertia, While searching for peace. And, Now I'm sold, Those people who purposely wait for a "piece", Are a burden to those who will patiently reach. For the right time and place to reap. Dreams they were blessed with to... Continue Reading →
Ever been so, Tired? Just, Completely exhausted to the point where nothing matters, But, Those few moments of peace. Riiiiight, Before you go to sleep?... So daunting, Isn't it? Especially, When you have a vision you're dying to birth, Before Death decides to kick in and put an end to your verse... Still. It feels... Continue Reading →
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