"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Smoking weed isn’t as special as others make it seem like. After a while you’ll find yourself asking, “Can’t I be doing something better for myself right now?” Usually where I end up at the end up like this moment finishing my first blunt of the day. Feels like my personal demons manifested in the... Continue Reading →
Why is this rotten feeling inside of me whenever I'm not clouded by weed smoke?Why can't I just smile and enjoy the day without a teardrop or two drowning that possibility away?Most call it anxiety,But,Maybe it's my refusal to be myself in world that stopped inspiring me,The day my ex left me in dumpster of... Continue Reading →
Another morning waking up doing what I did yesterday.Taking hits enduring all the pain while I circle around till I find a better way.A renegade since day one while I penetrate a state of mind keeping me in my lesser ways.They say it's impossible!They say for me to change is improbable,By being what you've been!But,All... Continue Reading →
Numb,Out of touch with my inner self…Crushed,Over love lost in my wishing well… Well,I wish I was above waters,'Cause I'm drowning in my tears,Alone,While I fear,That I'll relapse and lower gears,On a road that took so long to get to… I'm here,Slashed in this battle verse words.Penned to rise from the curb.But,I'm trapped underneath doubt.What... Continue Reading →
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