"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Is it real?Is it fake?Who knows anymore?But,What does it matter,Anyway?Because,As old and tragic as the "news" gets,We still treat each other like,That view full of darkened hues our eyes wish to forget.Like,Gleaming bright colors on a canvas we paint over for an image we end up throwing out before the paint ever sets.The only disaster... Continue Reading →
Regurgitating an experience you're better off leaving inside of your digestive tracts,Is equivalent to,Feeding on your own vomit,Until you vomit,Once again,Over its putrid smell and dubious taste.How often are we stranded in the middle of a desert,Left to eat what our bowels release onto sand making it harder to swallow?A mirage occurring in our minds,But,So... Continue Reading →
Wears and tears,Crackles of beauty and experience my eyes and eardrums marvel at and jump to.Vibrations sparking memories of old allowing me to feel new as I'm reminded of Father Time,Passing by,As each petal withers in a way we never can.More glamorous than ever,Regardless of the shimmering pain glowing into our pupils.Pupils hungry for the... Continue Reading →
Clouds are white.The sky appears to be blue.The concrete?A hard fall.But,What can we do,Other than endure?No matter what happens,There only seems to be two choices:Either get up,Or,Give up.Most days I feel like giving up,But,That would be too easy.It's too easy to lay on a corner,Slumped by the world's atrocities including your own,While high on the... Continue Reading →
Liars.They're as widely spread as marshmallow clouds on a hot,Spring day.They're minds are like seesaws with two versions of themselves going up and down,Up and down,Without ever coming to a stop until,The seesaw breaks.Cracking as soon as one side gets too heavy for the other to carry.Snap!…It goes…No more jumping,And,Running around the same circle of... Continue Reading →
Her beauty…So,Unreal,Surreal.Whenever she bats her eyes,It's as if,Joy glimmers into mine,While my mind reels.Going through painted memories,Highlight reels I create picturing how it would be like,If,Our fingers intertwined,And,Peeled away each wall where our mysteries lie… Such beauty I wouldn't dare to undress.Because,Seductive she is not.She's more like,The stars glittering throughout A night sky infusing my... Continue Reading →
Drifters have no place in the world,But,That's okay.We leave our marks,In a world so scarce of love,In hopes to leave a smile on someone's face.In hopes to change what we yearn to change,In hearts made of stone when staring into Medusa's gaze.The snake slithering in grass we often forget to cut.The bane of our existence... Continue Reading →
What if you're not crazy?What if you are hearing those voices exactly how your mind interprets them to be?What if that laughter piercing through your eardrums isn't as jovial as you believed,Far from any kind of unison with yours? What then?Do you proceed to spark war between yourself and others you want to love?Or,Do you... Continue Reading →
Church bell chimes flood both eardrums with a vision,Poured out from His fingertips in drip-drops of,Blood.Sweat.Tears.All mixed into a cherry red painting brighter than both cheeks when flushed by.The day He took his eyes off of a sky,Gleaming with a way out of an eternal abyss.Hoping to find beauty in an image He can bear... Continue Reading →
Doubts are like,Gargantuan stakes piercing through a veil of sheer faith propelling us through vampiric trials,Put forth by a Universe under no one's mortal control.Looking down on one's self is trivial,Needless,Tiresome as our undying task is to look up even after the day we're deceased.For no corpse is buried nor cremated face down,Staring into the... Continue Reading →
