"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Blood swirls down his tongue while it drips and paints an image of a maze made by his own Denial. A Denial he treats like a cloak of invisibility over his entire character. And, As I gazed into his self-induced demolition, I noticed he had bit his tongue when it was time to speak truths... Continue Reading →
Poetry isn't just about fancy prose. It's about telling the truth when it matters most. It's about burying demons underneath ink spilled. It's about being honest with one's self to be the best you can be. I don't care about the amount of metaphors or similes you're able to come up with, I just have... Continue Reading →
Whistles of death echo through the Playgrounds of Freedom... Chains rustle. And rustle... Soothing melodies for those who have turned a blind eye towards torment, Truth and captivity... A land where its inhabitants isolate their hearts from any form of Love. Fires burning away Earth's beauty, Fueled by rage, Subconsciously misplaced, By the Devil's persuasion... Continue Reading →
Spilling out all of my truths, Filling me proudly with who, Resided inside of my Heart, My Soul, My Roots. Is a habit you have to adopt in a world, Where the Serpent looms... Quietly. Yet, Violently snaps while it slithers around for food. Preferably you, While walking through your path to, Wherever you envision... Continue Reading →
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