"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
An apartment.An instrument.An encounter before I had the chance to lay eyes on her.Is what he has that I don't.He made her heart sing before I could've.He laid her down on a bed with nothing around,But,The keys to a heart mine desires to open and mesh with.If only...If only destiny brought us together in time,Before... Continue Reading →
Being around women while drunk and high was a different experience compared to being sober.Now that I've spent significant time away from Mary Jane,I've lost my touch with the ladies.A problem I'm sure Dr. Morgan wouldn't be able to fix.(Dr. Pepper chasing down Captain Morgan for those who don't know).And,It's disheartening,Especially when I'm at an... Continue Reading →
Women I can't have,Seem to be the kind of taste my tongue has,As I'm not really fond of developing anything acquired.She's the kind of woman I admire.The kind of wife I aspire to be with,In a pond as shallow as fire,In the eyes of a man who's given up entirely...But,Lately?My thoughts of Her are like... Continue Reading →
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 →
Ankles and wrists interwoven by the beat their hearts sing aloud.Every ounce of sadness melted away by their sizzling looks that would astound any crowd,Full of eyes seeking art how ever they choose to see it.For me it's,Poetry in motion how they flowed,In sync,Without missing a step while I took the chance to breathe in,Breathe... Continue Reading →
A crown lies ahead after enduring the piercing drill set forth by God,To grow from each travesty your flesh has created.Rather than being inebriated,I'd rather put it all down.A glass where the reflection I see,Is the monster born through mistakes I never intended to make.Mistakes I have to face every night I close my eye... Continue Reading →
A prude is what I want,Sort of.A woman who is not absorbed in thoughts,Darkened by a need to climax and froth,Over orgasms that won't last as long,As we can hold each other in the midst of a storm… I want to be engorged by her love,And,Need to hear my voice whenever she'd slip into a... Continue Reading →
Who cares about anyone's opinion?I'm more worried about making good women smile in a world full of raging idiots,As my way of saying sorry for once being one myself…So,You can joyfully kick rocks over to your own grave when criticizing me.I've made mistakes,But,I've owned up to them!Entirely.Winded,But,Well worth the effort to release this madness stuck... Continue Reading →
Divine interventions illuminated truths I thought would never be.Like,Family broken by vice and dark synergies.Sitting alone in a room knowing I'm hated while sifting through memories,I'm begging to black out… But,It never works.You know…Rolling blunts,Floating up on a cloud!Trying to get away from demons following your path every you go…Just for it to fade!While you... Continue Reading →
Women…They give you a confidence like,Putting your nonsense aside,To improve within timeTo fly… And,See things you never have,While holding the hand,Of a wife you trust will never let go regardless of where you stand,In a world with material in mind without shame while holding a glass,Of wine!Or,A blunt where they hide every truth they refuse... Continue Reading →
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