"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Trust me when I say I love you, Baby, Please don't cry. Had to take you out that room full of Ice! And, Show you what a different life looks like by, Letting you go... And, Watching you flow... Past, This dark place I was sinking in to... Yes, I see the tears, But, It's... Continue Reading →
For some reason, Things really do happen for a purpose we can't see. But it's, Still a bit funny how we can control our fate already predetermined by our actions, Typically made through our glaring sadness... But, On days like these, I feel as if I'm not... In control. Siding with demons forcing my hands... Continue Reading →
You know you've been working hard when you come back home with a hole inside one of your favorite pair of sneakers. The only pair that was left unscathed until they had to be worn. No other choice but to be strapped on my feet during a time of mental warfare. Mental warfare my demons... Continue Reading →
"Look at those Jordans! Mad dirty!" "Haha, They even have holes in them, They're cooked!" ... Voices within my mind tend to manifest through the vocal cords of guilty bystanders. Demons who frolic in the name of wear and tears involuntarily shown as I master! My patience... The kind of patience where I take my... Continue Reading →
What do I do being overwhelmed by several emotions? Write it all away until I create an ocean of my own, And claim Trauma as the culprit... What do I listen to when beginning my day hearing echoes ensuing violence upon my soul!? As I seek peace amongst everyone who has ripped me into pieces... Continue Reading →
What are bars to me? My canvas painted with scars to see. My mind's body from limb to limb, To tell my story from every part of me... It's a place of freedom whenever I feel captive, Ironically... It isn't a place just for blacks and latinos, But a sanctuary to leave our marks wherever... Continue Reading →
I need a break from insanity. Make reservations with a woman called Vanity. Why self destruct under constructs created by my own pain? Whenever I don't pay my inner child any ounce of attention, While driving on a road to ascension, Redemption, Whatever anybody wants to name it... I thought I was only human, Losing... Continue Reading →
Why rise from slumber and whinge at Society's general follies? Is the question. Yet, A person like me? Hard-headed even after breaking out of his long-time, Corrugate shell of reticence, Discovers that to be strenuous. Spending laborious amounts of time relaxing my nerves after involuntarily witnessing any kind of ignorance. Ridiculing myself over and over... Continue Reading →
"Mami! Climbing on this thing is fun!" "What the hell is your damn problem!? Stop it right the fuck now!..." Everyone in the area immediately turned around, Startled and probably wondering, How? How can you possibly yell at a sweet child just, Grinning and shuffling feet circling a Mother squared by misbegotten anger as she... Continue Reading →
Throat stings, Limbs too strained, Head constantly rings./ Still I sing, Ball up my fists and swing, At anybody hardheaded enough to box me in a ring!/ You can go ahead and try to knock out a king. We just get up, Compose ourselves and think!/ Of another way to stop a War leaving most... Continue Reading →
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