"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Whether or not I die sooner than realized,I want you to smile,Still,And frolic all over town like a Bee buzzing from one pollinated sunflower to the next.Allowing seeds of cheer and satisfaction to grow amongst a field of misers and beasts who feed on melancholic flesh… There is no need for a stream of tears... Continue Reading →
My vitality lies within a poem ripped out from the ruins of a heart I don't often visit,As blood glistens on a palette I tap on visciously with an eisel out of madness.My lifeforce,A blessing,A gift I've adorned as a shield within war,I've never signed up for as I course through it with class… What... Continue Reading →
Authenticity in a city all about Broadway?As rare as love for a man deleted from a world grown wicked.As rare as a hug for a man of action rather than an act unsuitable for his true character.As rare as forgiveness from any!For a man who seeks repentance others fear to undergo.But,Why?A question I quit asking... Continue Reading →
I guess I don't feel embarrassment because,I've done what I've done as a means of survival.Sure,I can definitely apologize to many others I've hurt,But,That's not possible when you're not given the opportunity to do so… So,What's left?What are you supposed to do to atone for that?Am I supposed to feel sorry for myself and inflict... Continue Reading →
Thoughts I write up,Like day jobs and strike one.Batter's up,While I'm boxed in,On a search for diamonds without a need to buy one.I'm shining,Glass cups to my lightbulb while I light one.I'm dining alone with many knives,A,Will to surviveWith demons in mind,Who believe I should die!Regardless of all my beliefs in Christ… But,I let bygones... Continue Reading →
Heartbreak kills.And,It feels as if it almost killed me without ever knowing why... Bones crackled louder as the days went by.Breathing felt like swallowing a ball of hysteria to start you off for the morning.Yet,Worst of all?Caring enough to take care of myself was far from a mind remote from its current reality.All of which... Continue Reading →
The Dean of this class full of monsters I'm schooling, When I'm loading up a big Winchester I'm shooting, Up to a sky, So illusive when you're trapped in the bottom of a Croc pool... This... Life of mine, Where I drown inside, Of my own tears... Is so clear, When I show mere glimpses,... Continue Reading →
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