"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Journaling my heart away becomes much more difficult as I keep struggling to stay silent.Sure,My soul loves to sit down and philosophize until sunrise,But,With all due respect to myself,What am I really doing?What can possibly be accomplished while I take another drag from a Joint full of lies and,Buds sparking memories exhausting a vessel asking... Continue Reading →
Mistakes were made,But,I have a question.Does it mean I'm barred from repentance,A chance to be accountable and make up for my reckless nature?Or,Do I have an opportunity to escape what is destined to break first!Before it all collapses on me… A Glasshouse was never meant to stay in one piece.Each wall is transparent enough to... Continue Reading →
I want to be better than I’ve ever been.And,Every time I smoke I’m fallen after taking every hit.Boxed in by a sedative alleviating nothing but my readiness,To burn a bridge only leading me into a Hell I’m in.Meant for a soul dead of any light no matter where you look inside of itDespite of its... Continue Reading →
At least,I didn't lose my hands,My feet,Nor any other part of my body. At least,I didn't lose my pen,My journal,Nor my mind. Thank God!That,All I lost were ten dollars and not,My precious life… A life I care more for,Now,As I pay for the mistake I've wrought with endless tears falling from my,Eyes…
"Oh, he has to be gay!" At least, that's what I was told by a woman I refused to give attention to while walking with her child laying innocently inside of his or her stroller. Why was my lack of attention toward her looks important enough to insult me while walking by, though? Who knows!... Continue Reading →
Honestly,Writing’s been quite different ever since I began my journey to sobriety.A journey where I don’t half-ass it like I’ve been for the past couple of years.Smoking my troubles away,As soon as I feel any kind of pain,While repeating to myself,“Today will be the day!”Yet,Can’t find the courage to ever let Mary Jane go.Even if... Continue Reading →
Had to take a minute to sit down and reflect on my state of mind hoping I can get to know myself a little bit more. Because, as much as I love to write my heart away, my palms itch for some difference. Something to take my eyes away from memories I'm sick of replaying... Continue Reading →
Masks.Seems fitting for some.Particularly those who have something to hide and run from.Others are forced to wear a mask while "Those" feel the need to wear one.And,It's much more sickening than disease itself.Because,Most of us have lived with the risk of dying ever since our birth was dealt,To a vessel we are responsible to upkeep... Continue Reading →
Seduced by the thought of getting my hands dirty,Just,In ways you would never think I'd be.Like,Grabbing a cup of Tea at your favorite restaurant for a chance to feed!Your soul with love you've wanted for as long as you've known,Only God knows... Whether it's a ketchup stain on a pair of slacks when I lack... Continue Reading →
"Numbskull" is the result of a fool way too attentive to those who despise their existence and,I find myself dealing with such circumstance.More often than not,My skull feels numb all throughout its left side and,Makes me wonder why I even hurt myself by chasing those who let me slip from the edge while watching me... Continue Reading →
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