"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Blowing steam,To iron out some things.To flatten out the creases in my mind before I blink,On a stage!Where I present my pain,With a smile I have to force until it feels real on a face I barely want to see… More of my muscles are in use the more I glower,Like an owl,Perched on the... Continue Reading →
Come to think of it,I've never dealt with our breakup in silence.All I did for the most part is,Play the blame game while finding a reason to keep fighting.Calling you so many times in a day,Everyday,For conversation I should've had with myself in my mind and,Cope with what I did without feeling as if I... Continue Reading →
Feels like it will never end, the suffering. The internal carnage between who I really want to be versus what others envision me as. A disease seeping out of my pours, transforming into new fixations I never thought would cripple me on most nights. It's not the weed, nor the booze. Now? It's a plate... Continue Reading →
What's hidden in plain sight,Will come to light,When most begin to read in between every line within this playwright called,Life.All my time,Is now dedicated to the raw might of faith,A pen and piece of paper for every night I've grown tired of wasting.Why?… I mean,Why get closer to the one enclosure below us where,Endless souls... Continue Reading →
A brother's keeper,I would be,If I had one to begin with.What I had growing up were,Two strangers around me I've forsook,Because of their unapologetic sickness,Contagious by a touch I've done my best to avoid until I,Myself,Have gotten addicted… There was no other choice for my,Chance to say,"Good Riddance!"To a train of smoke with one single... Continue Reading →
What is the point of me still being alive when I hold no connection to any living thing?Literally.All I do is wake up.Contemplate my vices,How I should quit them as I proceed to clean my face and room for my daily sit down with weed in one hand and,A heart full of pain regardless of... Continue Reading →
Rapping was something I never thought I'd fall out of love with,But,I did.Too much time was spent wrapping my head around my existence,As dead is how I imagined it.Yet,Here I am rhyming words,Again,In a less reckless fashion more fitting for man with many chips,On two shoulders,Too exhausted,To keep holding on to weight equilibrated with,Each tear... Continue Reading →
Serene like a seagull when swimming in a sea of tranquility.To be gulled into boiling rage,Over thoughts that will go away,Is an error you must not make,If you plan on living life without misery.Be like a rock,Motionless upon impact when hit by a wave of despair and melancholy.You may get wet by tears drowning away... Continue Reading →
Valiant efforts are laid to waste,Nowadays,When I try to smile without forcing myself to.Sorrow tends to drown out my laughter any time I humor myself with a different hue.I can't seem to think of another color,Besides red,To use on a canvas where I picture myself dead…A truth I've tried to avoid regardless of any joy... Continue Reading →
Exhausted from drama.Sitting in silence when I just want a,Chance to breathe,Like I should be doing.Nicking apples in my garden like Patrick Ewing.Trying to keep it moving,Till I'm centered on my own block... I just want to get away and jot,A story I decide to be the Author of and put a stop,To every single... Continue Reading →
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