"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Sore.Exhausted.From carrying weight on two shoulders trembling over an extended lay-off,From caring about herself.She tries to smile,But,How can she when it's been years since she's been called beautiful by anyone?And.What really tears me apart is,How enchanting her pupils are,As black as a blackberry is purple.Like,The only Tulip blossoming in a field of grass turning beige... Continue Reading →
Liars.They're as widely spread as marshmallow clouds on a hot,Spring day.They're minds are like seesaws with two versions of themselves going up and down,Up and down,Without ever coming to a stop until,The seesaw breaks.Cracking as soon as one side gets too heavy for the other to carry.Snap!…It goes…No more jumping,And,Running around the same circle of... Continue Reading →
A caricature my beloveds' memory of myself it became.But,Jokes on them since I laugh at myself,Anyway.I tend to believe if you can't giggle at yourself,A part of you is dead inside,In need of revival… Nobody's perfect.As cliché as it is,Nobody's certain!Of themselves completely.We,Stumble at times.We,Crumble and cry.Sometimes,We just need a big ole' humble pie!Our faces... Continue Reading →
A steak fry is still a fry.A steak nugget is still a piece of steak.Never will it matter how they're both dressed on a plate,Cracked and soon to break.From it's weight.More than your aching stomach's meant to handle,While you laugh at the possibility of blacking out and,Falling on your face.Stuff your mouth all you want,Not... Continue Reading →
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