"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Everything else is better than sex,Drugs,Alcohol,Whatever gets you high for that matter.Back when they were all I thought about,My reality had shattered.Anytime I looked into a mirror,I was cracked further away from repair,Every second I stared into a man I believed wasn't there,Any longer...Anytime I hear glasses cling,As a sober man nowadays,It's music to my... Continue Reading →
Multilingual,Yet there's something about American soil that strips you of everything that makes you colorful.What started out as spanish became spanglish,Then english I was verbally trained to use as a weapon towards freedom I've never had before."Callate la boca!"Mom would yell at me for having any thought of my own.It wasn't until I understood what... Continue Reading →
She wants me,She wants me not.Question is,Do I even want her as I break free from the lock,She's had on my mind?...
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 →
A "normie,"A clown,And,A gay girl walk into a bar.The clown,Along the gay girl sat away from the normie who would rather sit alone while writing a bar.Both were examining his posture,His choice of apparel,And,Were appalled.How he didn't look like they did without being close-minded to what differed from the law,Of a land he never thought... Continue Reading →
"Get ready,We're going to the supermarket."What an adventure for a child anytime Mom would announce the next haul of necessaties,Potential goodies for us to indulge on if well-behaved.Missing out on a chance to hop on a shopping cart was equal to attending classes on a hot,Summer day.Being buried in groceries was better than staying home... Continue Reading →
This isn't a poem,Nor prose,Nor a monologue,But,A warning.A warning about how good drugs,Of any kind,Make you feel.How downers will lift you up from the sky,Just to drop you deeper into that pool of regret you've decided to swim in.How uppers will force you to crash into the ground,Like molten-red meteors blazing its way into soil... Continue Reading →
My foot isn't in searing pain,The same way God has ordained my body to feel.How?I have no idea.My habits have been quite the same,With a small change here and there while I read a,Story I wish I were living along a sweet cup,Of lies I've been drinking anytime I need a,Break from reality...But,Who am I... Continue Reading →
Let go,Let go,Let go...Why must I do so?Why can't I have one bodily desire that doesn't equate to fool's gold?Desires that wouldn't blind my eyes from the value love brings,Till I'm too broken to pay for sins more than a few know?All I want is a one night stand,Some booze,And,A few rolls of weed until... Continue Reading →
Papier-mâchéd love without being folded properly.Each crease mistaken for the right path visible for the entire world to witness.Unless a change is made,The old discarded for what's new and improved,We'll never be a sight-for-sore eyes to stare into,For comfort we've never been able to find in each other's presence.You've never wanted me,But,I've wanted you,Yet,I work... Continue Reading →
