"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Delusions of grandeur is something I promise myself to never fall back into regardless of where my life stands at any period in time. It's something I hope never poisons the heart of anyone with intentions to love others around them even when it stings most. Because, with how much darkness every ounce of delusion... Continue Reading →
Silly! Silly I was to think I would be able to abruptly jump back into the saddle of diligently writing every single day. Such an act has been impossible for me due to my immediate decision to focus on smoke as soon as I wake up. But, as much as I choose to buy marijuana... Continue Reading →
Pardon my absence, but a break was highly necessary regarding the extremities of my depression, my longing for a different life, a different vessel without a single crack in its armor… Because, every time I feel as if I've made a break through, something wicked is slung toward my direction gluing me back to what... Continue Reading →
Been so full of fear lately,For reason I cannot explain yet.But,Can I eliminate it without knowing every answer to each question I ask myself way,Way too often?I only ask because,I've been trying to find them!And,Have continously failed,To no avail,Knowing that I've need help along my way...Reaching out my hand to others just,To watch more of... Continue Reading →
Vastness of space clutters the mind.In silence.Even if Anxiety hits its boiling point,What other choice do you have,But,To patiently sit while you feel it slip away?There are no answers.Just,An ebb & flow of life we're forced to sway to.Either with a smile,Or,A frown.Whatever your dear heart may choose…
Poetry doesn't judge. Poetry will never reject you. Poetry will never ridicule you for the feelings that rise up to the very top of your spine. It's why I let it devour my life. It's why I let it consume my soul, With all of its smiles and Laughter washing away each tear from my... Continue Reading →
My stewardship of Poetry means the world to me and more. All I'd love to do is escape into a desolate land where words grow on Trees while Authorship shines brightest. Where souls peacefully mesh into one Being in order to create a story that is new under the sun. But, how often to we... Continue Reading →
Christ rejuvenates my soul when I'm drowning. Even when I'm found dead inside of the arms of Satan himself, After all the trouble I've started... Christ even loves those dearly departed. Locked in a chamber of horrid thoughts he, Cleanses, As we're reborn through his divine presence...
Hey Universe! May the Sun shine its brightest your way! I wanted to let everyone know that if there is a topic or prompt that you'd like me to write about, please feel free to drop a comment below and let me know, as I'm definitely a soul who loves to converse and see what's... Continue Reading →
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