"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
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 →
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 →
These outbursts, I don't know why I have them. Maybe, If my mind wasn't caught up in past misunderstandings, Or, The reasons why I've been labeled the outcast in, A place, World, Universe, Whatever this is to anyone who's mad enough to find a definitive answer... I want them to stop! But, For some reason... Continue Reading →
Cherished.Loved.Understood.And,A hug.I think,Is what we’d all like to feel when it rains.An umbrella for our tears leaving our hearts puddled in pain…
"You are my muse, Yet, Because of you? I have everything to lose, And I feel like I lost it all... Slip, Trip and fall was sequential, As I thought I was sanctified, In your arms forever. Yet, Every hug felt clandestine and tethered to an escape planned underneath my nose... My heroin. Can I... Continue Reading →
Rainy afternoons like these makes you reminisce a bit, Doesn't it? About how good things could've been. Or, Memories on memories that make your temple itch over a hot cup of hot chocolate with fluffy marshmallows on top. A cup where you bounce and melt your what ifs to until the very last sip. But,... Continue Reading →
Rainy mornings. Each droplet, A reminder for the growth we must undergo. We're all a rose, Evanescent, Meshing with inner sun rays when, We are woken inside. Spirits soaring all across the Sky we've woven despite, How dark it once was... Sure. We might of had days where water has overflown, Prompting a Drought of... Continue Reading →
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