"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
My turn,Again,Against stage fright.I thought I couldn't do it until I walked to the stage like,I had no other choice,But,To put the microphone to my side and then lay lines.Connecting every monumental sentence,Across the jaws of whoever's willing to bet against,A man who is climbing up and over a hill others roll back to the... Continue Reading →
Three months into sobriety from marijuana and I cant believe it. But, as proud as I am from deciding not to encase every grin away behind a curtain of smoke, I still feel trapped. Recently, I began a new job hoping I can eventually pay off my college debt to go back to school. My... Continue Reading →
Sussurations of an abandoned forest envelop my eardrums.Sweat drips down my arms as sly as a fox stalking its prey.My mind is engorged by hysteria with every bite I take.Am I just a walking carcass the more I stick a fork inside of my body,Just to mask my pain?On most days,I feel dead anyway.Until I... Continue Reading →
Rain.It'll flood the scene regardless of pace.Whether it's cats and dogs or a scotch mist,If it doesn't stop in a matter of time,You will drown and be embalmed in,The minds of others by fluids only harvested when one is teary-eyed,And,Never will the thought be a drop-dead image for,Anyone seeking a sight for sore eyes when,They're... Continue Reading →
Going all in.What does that mean,Exactly?Does it mean giving everything up,Including a full plate of satisfaction?Staying hungry,Yet,Satiated by the joy of your passion?I only ask because,I'm not happy knowing I've been hired for a new job,I already desire to quit before starting my first day for what I truly want… A stage where I can... Continue Reading →
What are we here to pursue?Is it a job where we dress in a suit,And a tie while we lie to ourselves and choose,Money over a dream we give an excuse,To put to the side for a bill,Painted with more falsehoods than truth? Obvious,Isn't it?What do you think of more often than dollars printed in,Infrared... Continue Reading →
Blowing steam,To iron out some things.To flatten out the creases in my mind before I blink,On a stage!Where I present my pain,With a smile I have to force until it feels real on a face I barely want to see… More of my muscles are in use the more I glower,Like an owl,Perched on the... Continue Reading →
Cleaning up an act upstaging each demon on your shoulder,Is a war not everyone is built for,As it takes a different kind of strength to keep living life sober.I mean,Look around you!Why wouldn't you want a drink with what's happening all over?… Presidents who were not designed to lose.Orchestrated tragedies to blind us from the... Continue Reading →
Come to think of it,I've never dealt with our breakup in silence.All I did for the most part is,Play the blame game while finding a reason to keep fighting.Calling you so many times in a day,Everyday,For conversation I should've had with myself in my mind and,Cope with what I did without feeling as if I... Continue Reading →
Feels like it will never end, the suffering. The internal carnage between who I really want to be versus what others envision me as. A disease seeping out of my pours, transforming into new fixations I never thought would cripple me on most nights. It's not the weed, nor the booze. Now? It's a plate... Continue Reading →
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