"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
A break.For a voice broken by the pain.Pain I feel from the second I wake,In a dream-like state I find myself lost in,Often… Offset colors blind my eyes when attempting to look past it,But,Every hue paints over what isn't tragic,With memories intending to blackout my vision for a brighter future… Red…Opaque on a mile's worth... Continue Reading →
I guess I've been so disappointed in myself that,I could barely face my pen and pad,With intent to heal myself from a past I've,Chosen to rewind in my mind,Until I was shown a price I was forced to pay.My voice,Along side a silent mind was the cost,So,I had to pick a different choice.Between destroying every... Continue Reading →
Swollen?Or,Is it filled to the very edge,The point of inevitable implosion?My true question is,Above all else,Can it swallow Its own eruption,My voice box?Gulping down that debris and wildfire until it’s put out by the tears still held hostage?Because,A shouting match against the demons in my mind is one I can no longer afford.Because…Only God knows... Continue Reading →
How can you be liberated with a closed mind? Hysterically refusing to take a look at the other side? So busy being angry, Where you have become the enemy in disguise. Without even knowing, When you vigorously drill ideas in the head of another yearning for a guide. To make it through a concrete jungle... Continue Reading →
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