"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Vignettes appear in every image God edits to his liking.Yet,Questions arise.Why does my atmosphere seem to darken?I was told life would brighten up!Instead,Light appears to be scarce in,What feels like a farce enveloping my faith as I battle with catharsis… Do I sit down,Entranced by propaganda and apply shady stories disappearing in an instant?To an... Continue Reading →
Riddle me this,Riddle me that,Goes the monster in my mind.Besetting my soul until I manifest my need for love into a burning blunt,As I roll down further through the hottest depths of this inferno I've created unintentionally.But,On some days,God tames that beast salivating for my flesh,Like tonight.A subtle growl here and there,Yet,My lips are sealed... Continue Reading →
Words are the keys to my piano resting soundly inside of my beating heart.When I flat-line,Pens stop flowing like Tsunamis coming to a sudden halt…Ink travels through my veins,As blood drips with every paper cut I've slashed on myself… Still,My palms embody the magic of manifesting memories with open arms,Past,Present,Future.Which ever kind comes to mind... Continue Reading →
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