"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Haunted by a ghostly voice that just won't go away,No matter what I do to silence it.Vibrant it is!But,I keep writing it in,Within a line in my,Wrists.Bleeding from every vein slice open in thought of what couldn't be imagined in,A million years… What does it want?What does it say?It doesn't matter either way.I refuse to... Continue Reading →
Blood.Water.Neither is more important then thy father,Even if you don't believe in His existence.It's not a matter of opinion,With enough evidence surrounding us in a world getting darker by the second… Don't know about you,But,I find myself alone in the flesh.Canopied by a storm of lies anytime I try to sleep on a bed.Soaked by... Continue Reading →
Struggling with our sense of belonging is quite common.I mean,All of us desire family,A group to be apart of without ever going bitter,Rotten.But,Sometimes?The apple falls far from a tree left forgotten.Not a single pot of water poured into the ground,But,A pot of marijuana smoked while surrounded by the sounds,Of your dreams…Crumbling along each step taken... Continue Reading →
Beginnings we desire are always the hardest. Way more difficult they are than the ending our gut desires us to write and the Beginning it knows we have to write. But, the, heart? Nope. If anything it'll convince you to run away from your current circumstances and drown within murky waters of passivity. After all,... Continue Reading →
Blood, water, and bacteria amongst many other elements you can think of, we're made up of it. Doesn't matter how you slice and place it within a petri dish we're forced to call Earth, Home, however you want to address this ball of dirt we just happen to be on. And, as much attention I... Continue Reading →
I can't imagine living life without water. Or, Mothers all around the world who won't name their kids until they're sure that they'll live longer. Or, Countries starting wars because there doesn't seem to be enough of what's needed at a scale larger than what we can see. Over every jewel blinding us from being... Continue Reading →
Tend to overthink.Float off the deep end once in a while.But,I like to think that we do not get to see the bottom of the ocean in our flesh,Unless,We drown.Resuscitated by the simplicities of life... Because,Escapism isn't a choice you can make,If you yearn for victor.Pays to be unctuous when facing trials and tribulations.And,If a... Continue Reading →
Floating off the deep end. Into shallow waters where I'm reapin', The benefits of different rhythms flowing off a tongue that is creased in, The moment where I'm thinking of a woman, Scorned, Referred to as the former... Yet, She couldn't take the plethoras of ways how I form words, Into my reality while I... Continue Reading →
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