"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 →
Interstellar!Dimensions while I'm in a cellar.Not to mention,Every dead letter,From everyone who would not address me,Correctly,As I'm dead set on an adventure,I haven't seen many make it out of,Alive… I'm deaf to the soundwaves of doubt.While others keep surfing on the net,I'm caught by a different kind of cloud,Only everyone chosen can see.No other choice,But,To... Continue Reading →
A caricature my beloveds' memory of myself it became.But,Jokes on them since I laugh at myself,Anyway.I tend to believe if you can't giggle at yourself,A part of you is dead inside,In need of revival… Nobody's perfect.As cliché as it is,Nobody's certain!Of themselves completely.We,Stumble at times.We,Crumble and cry.Sometimes,We just need a big ole' humble pie!Our faces... Continue Reading →
Ties,Ties,Ties!They just don't suit me right.Feels more like,A noose choking to death,The kind of tranquil man I yearn to become in a world ran by financial success and duress,And…A suit is not part of who I am,Nor ever will it be for as long as I hold a journal and a pen… It's the only... Continue Reading →
Silly! Silly I was to think I would be able to abruptly jump back into the saddle of diligently writing every single day. Such an act has been impossible for me due to my immediate decision to focus on smoke as soon as I wake up. But, as much as I choose to buy marijuana... Continue Reading →
Can’t really define what I’m feeling.So many kind of thoughts that I’m dealing with,Instilling my soul with a boat-load of smoke rising out of my ceiling.I’m,Temporarily sealing a void with a cloud preventing me from revealing many truths I’ve needed to face.Forget a blunt to my face as I’m wincing in pain,When I’m flicking my... Continue Reading →
Dark.Musky.Air thickened by the winds of crying lungs.Sky reddened by from the splatter of my open wounds.Yet,One can very much breathe while standing tall on this rotting soil... What other choice do I have as I trot over to the Lion's Den?A Hell on Earth where souls wither away underneath their undying squabbles over pennies... Continue Reading →
Poetry, I'm sorry that some taint your heartwarming palms with Deceit... Canting deceit some sugarcoat as Social Justice in order to reach a certain feat... A feat like, How many records have they sold? Or, How many hits can they make in a row? Or, How much money can they make until they lay in... Continue Reading →
Is closure necessary?When a bond once thought to be unbreakable,Shatters,What rope is there to climb back into what if's and why's?Like,Why did she leave me for that guy?What if I had never fallen to the enticing hiss of a Heineken as well as seduced by Mary Jane's plump lips?Smokey red when lit with a need... Continue Reading →
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