"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
A prism.A prism is what I feel like on most days.Just,An empty piece of glass the sun shines its light through.Light others get to see,In a multitude of bright colors,Orange,Yellow,Red,Purple,Pink.A beautiful mesh of hope,And,Faith I wish I was able to witness myself.But,I can't.All I can do is continue to illuminate the joy others claim to... Continue Reading →
Suffused with tints of red gone maroon overnight.Luminous beneath moonshine,Enough to blind our eyes.Human souls morphing into their true lupine form,Howling into a sky darkened by mischievous desires worn,With a chip on their shoulders for,A mere display.What they eat?Is human flesh as their compassion decays.Their lips drip with lifeforce syphoned as,A grandstand for others to... Continue Reading →
A break.For a voice broken by the pain.Pain I feel from the second I wake,In a dream-like state I find myself lost in,Often… Offset colors blind my eyes when attempting to look past it,But,Every hue paints over what isn't tragic,With memories intending to blackout my vision for a brighter future… Red…Opaque on a mile's worth... Continue Reading →
A break.For a voice broken by the pain.Pain I feel from the second I wake,In a dream-like state of mind I find myself lost in,Often… Offset colors blind my eyes when attempting to look past it,But,Every hue paints over what isn't tragic,With memories intending to black-out my vision for a brighter future… Red…Opaque on a... Continue Reading →
Valiant efforts are laid to waste,Nowadays,When I try to smile without forcing myself to.Sorrow tends to drown out my laughter any time I humor myself with a different hue.I can't seem to think of another color,Besides red,To use on a canvas where I picture myself dead…A truth I've tried to avoid regardless of any joy... Continue Reading →
Yes,I often think of suicide,But,Still have the courage to refuse such atrocity.Because,My life was given!It was never mine to take in the first place regardless of how many demons got to me… After all,It's my job to thwart them off of my shoulders.If I don't,I deserve every consequence that looms over my soul.If I coast... Continue Reading →
Blood streams down the inside of these eyelids,Coated with soiled tissue paper,Ripped clothing and a half chicken rowing down the reddened sea of thought,Picturing every red light down the street bringing these feet to a stop,Reminding me of where I first began at the shore of this garbage-ridden ocean... Red,The color that triggers the bull,The... Continue Reading →
Feelings are easily forgotten after an occurrence of Anger.When Rage fills your heart faster than what you can pour into your own well of emotions,Nothing matters!Accept for the red seen within every set of eye balls you decide to stare into for the moment. But,It's all about remembering the "feeling..."That feeling of peace you've once... Continue Reading →
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