"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Past,Present,Future,How does it all work?How do they all intertwine?The wounds interwoven with a stitch received in each phase of time.If you ask me,We're all grains of sand,Within an hour glass,Being squeezed through the middle of what lies,Between a top and bottom assimilating into what the other was when the script of our life,Is flipped in... Continue Reading →
So silent.The only thing audible are the lights that stay on,Out of my control.Nothing can be heard beyond the entryway.Soundproof.Just what a poet desires… The bittersweet sounds of nothingness combined with each cry from my inner-child is,Something to behold.A joyous occasion experienced once in a blue moon,For a soul searching for,Space… Space from a world... Continue Reading →
"Get up!"My mind yells yet,Can't find the motivation to rise fast enough.I don't know why,Nor do I care to find out.I'm exhausted from trying to find a reason to move forward.I just…Want to jump to my feet,And,Wash my face without contemplating why I'm even awake,Asking myself If I'll ever be happy again or,If I'll ever... Continue Reading →
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