"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Knuckles bloodied by battles against a shadow only I can see.A war without any weapons in sight,Except,For the barbs thrown at each other's teeth.Who will let their guard down first?Or,Will we both go down together knowing there's no victory in killing yourself,Even if no one's around to mourn on the shore of Midnight's Sea.Where the... Continue Reading →
An oddball,Thrown against a wall often.Forced to feel the cracks,Until my skin was pried open.But,Every scar you see is a painting made by God,For you to witness and be inspired,By pain we all suffer regardless if we desire to,Or not… I'm okay with that,I accept it.As you should as well,Instead of,Leaning over wishing wells,Throwing pennies... Continue Reading →
Blood.Water.Neither is more important then thy father,Even if you don't believe in His existence.It's not a matter of opinion,With enough evidence surrounding us in a world getting darker by the second… Don't know about you,But,I find myself alone in the flesh.Canopied by a storm of lies anytime I try to sleep on a bed.Soaked by... 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 →
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 →
Twenty days without smoking Mary Jane. What an accomplishment for a man like me who couldn't stop smoking until a tragedy happened. But, at this point, I'm just confused. So, so confused as to how I'm supposed to be living my life. Friends? I would love some. Family? I already have, but I feel like... Continue Reading →
This is probably my,Toughest entry yet.The hardest piece I've ever chosen to write for the very reason that,I don't really want to wake up to whatever this is any longer.I just,Have no other choice… Haven't had any motivation to write,Let alone move my limbs any further past my bed regardless of how much I hate... Continue Reading →
Sex is,Just not the same as it used to be,For me,At least.Every time I think about it I feel so empty with a need to flee!From,The thought of her and what she does to me,Inside of a mind where I should find peace,Instead of countless images of Her leaving me in pieces… Does it mean... 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 →
I can't imagine living life without water. Or, Mothers all around the world who won't name their kids until they're sure that they'll live longer. Or, Countries starting wars because there doesn't seem to be enough of what's needed at a scale larger than what we can see. Over every jewel blinding us from being... Continue Reading →
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