"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Past,Present,Future,How does it all work?How do they all intertwine?The wounds interwoven with a stitch received in each phase of time.If you ask me,We're all grains of sand,Within an hour glass,Being squeezed through the middle of what lies,Between a top and bottom assimilating into what the other was when the script of our life,Is flipped in... Continue Reading →
Serene like a seagull when swimming in a sea of tranquility.To be gulled into boiling rage,Over thoughts that will go away,Is an error you must not make,If you plan on living life without misery.Be like a rock,Motionless upon impact when hit by a wave of despair and melancholy.You may get wet by tears drowning away... Continue Reading →
"Family, what is it good for?" Is what I find myself asking after being forced to wake up by sounds of death and depression produced by the void of my youngest relative's heart made of stone with malic acid for tears. For starters, disappointed I am in myself for still living under the roof of... Continue Reading →
Chapters close right after you open a new one.A message found within every breath taken as you run,Your fingers through a page,Till you finish that one line coercing your heart to race,Without a ribbon in sight to break!Nor receive.Our prize being a sense of joy I often do not see,As soon as I step out... Continue Reading →
Sepulchered within a heart of stone I am.All I'd wish for in the past?Is my memory to be revived inside the mind of a woman who passed me over to the woes of abandonment.Why?So that I can ask her this… "Why'd you leave me without a hand to hold on to?You knew the circumstance I... Continue Reading →
Love conquers much pain,As long as you're heart's open,To never look back…
Many stare at you with lapidary pupils when you’re able to provide more than a hug or kiss on the cheek. They adore you while fascinated by your every move. Sooner or later, you become an example of success in the crying eyes of a dream-chaser. But, what happens when you are muddied by a... Continue Reading →
Scars may be hideous to us at first glance, but, let's be honest. Life would suck if we all had the power to turn back the hands of time and change what we deeply regret. Just, too many options to choose from. Too many what ifs for your demons to play with... Can't imagine coercing... Continue Reading →
Thinking yourself to death is completely, utterly possible. Some days, Life gets you so frustrated to the point where memories, what ifs and other countless thoughts race through your mind without a finish line in sight. And, you have no other choice but to deal with that ball of pain sitting in the middle of... Continue Reading →
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