"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Starvation never felt so normal as it does this lonely moment. Where I sit, Bedside, Thinking of a way to mask its tone of, Suicide, Like... "It's okay!" "I'm extremely large, So, I need to fast anyway!" But... Coming from the Bronx, The pain only gets stronger, Rumbling harder with your sanity, As the days... Continue Reading →
As I pray internally, Reciting words refurbishing a soul lacerated by excursions destroying an entire universe, God is there waiting for my palms to open. From a fist formed by my former disdain for atonement. To receive blessings he has continuously shown in, The visions I rid in each cup of alcohol poured with my... Continue Reading →
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