"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Alarms sound off from the top of the morning,But,I never hear them.Hours go by while I wrestle with my thoughts,And,Emotions."When is this all going to end?"Why am I still here?"Not a single message to look forward to.Zero voicemails wondering where I've been.Just,A screen as black as the empty,Spacious void in my chest devouring any hint... Continue Reading →
Anytime my card is pulled,It feels like the Joker is drawn in a game of poker I've never agreed to play.Can I trust the smile I see when taking notice of anyone's face,In a room as dark as the empty voids most carry in a soul where light wanes,More,And,More as each day passes by?A day... Continue Reading →
The lonely road. Our spirits were never built for it, But our mind and flesh adapt for each bump we drive over as a means of survival,Unless we wish to die.I get it...How disappointing it is to wake up with no one by your side.How our lips ache for another's before laying our heads down... Continue Reading →
A band-aid can only hold on for so long.The wound may close up halfway after being worn after quite some time,But,Eventually,It'll be soaken entirely.Every corner discolored by a mistake too late to undo…Those who can't afford a replacement,What do they do?Bleed out until an infection occurs without any access to medicine?Surround themselves by doctors in... Continue Reading →
Just a few months ago,I was able to sit on this same chair,Wide-eyed,Energized for the peace and silence the day brings,When I' seated away from a glass house where a new shard cracks and falls each waking morning.New poem in mind,Ready for as many repititions it took for me to memorize,But,My eyelids feel heavier and... Continue Reading →
There goes one response,Then,Two.A possible third that never comes through.Silence…A message as direct as it gets as I end up conversing with the journal I write in.Friendship?Is an old idea I try not to buy into,Anymore,Now that I've had all I can take.The pain of being ignored is an ache I feel in every bone... Continue Reading →
The future is the future,The past is the past,The present is the present.All intertwined,Yet,Within separate lines of existence.Either or cannot draw breath without the other,But,Singling one out will demolish your mind and cover,Your sanctity in debris from the destruction of peace you claim to covet… Prying your future will delay an image you'll fail to... Continue Reading →
Silence feels like a rarity,Nowadays,Doesn't it?As if sitting with your thoughts is a reason to discard humanity.Viewed as a punishment compared to finding solace in a covenant of vanity,Formed by a group of individuals who couldn't play their cards right even with a hand in each,Kind of pocket you can think of,As a joker glossing... Continue Reading →
Past,Present,Future,How does it all work?How do they all intertwine?The wounds interwoven with a stitch received in each phase of time.If you ask me,We're all grains of sand,Within an hour glass,Being squeezed through the middle of what lies,Between a top and bottom assimilating into what the other was when the script of our life,Is flipped in... Continue Reading →
So silent.The only thing audible are the lights that stay on,Out of my control.Nothing can be heard beyond the entryway.Soundproof.Just what a poet desires… The bittersweet sounds of nothingness combined with each cry from my inner-child is,Something to behold.A joyous occasion experienced once in a blue moon,For a soul searching for,Space… Space from a world... Continue Reading →
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