"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Rollercoaster rides are exhilarating for the first few laps.Flowing through a wind tunnel drying every tear dropping over memories from your recent past.But,Every ride is different,As I'm strapped to a rollercoaster seemingly infinite.With so many loops I have to wrap around,I've gotten sick of making laps allowing for another trip into a damnation I refuse... Continue Reading →
At this point,I'm beginning to question my own depression.My addiction.Because,I'm still sad either way.Whether or not I'm high or sober,I still feel empty while I sit down in Limbo.Wondering if I'll ever make it out… Maybe,I'm not necessarily full of sorrow because of my disappointing decision to roll another joint while my opportunities wither away.Maybe,It's... Continue Reading →
Squared up against a circle of people who I can only move forward from. Controlling my emotions are a must as I pray that my life doesn't spiral into a tornado of bitterness and hate without a single ounce of purpose to fill the void inside of my heart. Yet, even if I've acted more... Continue Reading →
An abundance of power found in my departure from a home I was never part of.Apart from having no one by my side,I've never really been alone the more I looked up as a means of catharsis.Been down for quite a while now,Bar none,But,I rose from the inner depths of a Hell only mutilated souls... Continue Reading →
Who am I to ever feel suicidal as I live a life I have dared not to live?Who am I to cry the Lord's name for my salvation when,I have been way too selfish and ungrateful to give?Just,A nobody with a dream I stopped cultivating with pure love when love became lost for me!A leech... Continue Reading →
Pardon my absence, but a break was highly necessary regarding the extremities of my depression, my longing for a different life, a different vessel without a single crack in its armor… Because, every time I feel as if I've made a break through, something wicked is slung toward my direction gluing me back to what... Continue Reading →
Seems like my Heart,Soul and Spirit are dry of the Poetry they thirst for,But,They're there.Poems I'm demanded to excavate from ancient ruins of Faith I've been restoring with every stroke of my pen regardless of the amount of ink I choose to splatter on to,The grave of my past and present demons.Poems that will never... Continue Reading →
Smoking weed isn’t as special as others make it seem like. After a while you’ll find yourself asking, “Can’t I be doing something better for myself right now?” Usually where I end up at the end up like this moment finishing my first blunt of the day. Feels like my personal demons manifested in the... Continue Reading →
Why is this rotten feeling inside of me whenever I'm not clouded by weed smoke?Why can't I just smile and enjoy the day without a teardrop or two drowning that possibility away?Most call it anxiety,But,Maybe it's my refusal to be myself in world that stopped inspiring me,The day my ex left me in dumpster of... Continue Reading →
Guess what…I might of explored,Ashamed of my past while all I wanted was a friend.But,I guarantee,That if your girl spent a night with me,She wouldn't want to go back with you again!And,I'm not even a player,Player.I've just been sitting on the bench observing others lacking taste women can savor,Shooting their shot!To be bricked when they're... Continue Reading →
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