"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Friendships are so difficult to make and maintain now that I'm in my mid thirties.People are in such a rush.Whether or not it's to a job or a place to meet their core group of friends they've solidified as 'enough'.Most seem to pensive to think about love,So,They resort to lust,And,Drugs tearing us apart even further.The... Continue Reading →
Memorial Day's upon us,And,All I can think about is the last time I received 'time and a half'.Nothing else to expect,Besides a job where my heart's split right down its middle.One side in front of a microphone at an open mic,The other in back of a desk where I sit back,And,Force myself to write.But,Regardless of... Continue Reading →
Trip and fall,Trip and fall,Trip and fall!I've done more times than I can count.But,Air still flows through my flaring nostrils forcing my chest to rise,With a hope impenetrable by,Sticking to a plan made for me by a God who's shown me more love,Than,Any friend ever would while dripping blood,From wounds they've cut open.When push comes... Continue Reading →
Struggling with our sense of belonging is quite common.I mean,All of us desire family,A group to be apart of without ever going bitter,Rotten.But,Sometimes?The apple falls far from a tree left forgotten.Not a single pot of water poured into the ground,But,A pot of marijuana smoked while surrounded by the sounds,Of your dreams…Crumbling along each step taken... Continue Reading →
Waterfalls.A constant flow of humility and grace pouring down divine rock. Any drought they encounter become victims to each drop of water landing where nature can no longer grow.Applying pressure up against anything in its path that believes it can stop its flow... Same as droplets of tears forcing their way out to douse each... Continue Reading →
I let you go the moment I quit pretending that you're not what I want. You're all I yearn for till this day, Regardless of how long we've been apart. Because, Letting you go felt like my demons ripped off half of my limbs from my ailing body. I'd be lying if I said I... Continue Reading →
Sobriety is weird. Hard to get used to after years with a desk stacked with beers and liquor, Anytime a tear raced down the corners of my eyes. I can see why many lie in fear when our feelings storm around inside. Clearer than before, Now that all the rain on my side stopped pouring... Continue Reading →
