"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
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 →
Its funny how the world makes you say peace,Dueces!While Jesus brings his hands together for whomever feels,Depressed and useless.At the end of it all,Why should I believe what anyone else has to say,When His word has been the truest?Others just push me away while,He listens well enough to tell me what the truth is!As it... Continue Reading →
Good Mornings are foreign to me,As I rather have a good day instead of continously mourning,What I could've been.Because,God placed me here for a reason I shouldn't miss,As I hit another joint knowing every glaring risk.I guess,It's the effect of a near-death moment,Where you're all alone in,A glass house shattering on top of you.Shards of... Continue Reading →
This is probably my,Toughest entry yet.The hardest piece I've ever chosen to write for the very reason that,I don't really want to wake up to whatever this is any longer.I just,Have no other choice… Haven't had any motivation to write,Let alone move my limbs any further past my bed regardless of how much I hate... Continue Reading →
Silly! Silly I was to think I would be able to abruptly jump back into the saddle of diligently writing every single day. Such an act has been impossible for me due to my immediate decision to focus on smoke as soon as I wake up. But, as much as I choose to buy marijuana... Continue Reading →
There's not much I can really say,Being that I still don't want to live till this day.A feeling I've felt ever since the 5th grade,Going on to middle school where I was nothing!But,An outcast to pick on just to feel entertained.And,It didn't matter if I was home,Or,At school,It was all the same.A target for whomever... Continue Reading →
Sex is,Just not the same as it used to be,For me,At least.Every time I think about it I feel so empty with a need to flee!From,The thought of her and what she does to me,Inside of a mind where I should find peace,Instead of countless images of Her leaving me in pieces… Does it mean... Continue Reading →
Writers are creators of many worlds no other can sketch on a canvas darker than their inner thoughts.Worlds full of light,Of some kind,For every heart aching from the pain of asking,Why?Why me?Because,As much as we want a story where there's not a single sting,From bleeding wounds we must feel forcing us to think,About more than... Continue Reading →
I'm willing to fight.To the death.For me to write!For me to ride!Till the end,For me to rhyme,Despite,All the tears in my eyes… I often think of commitment,While our sun's on the rise…But I?Have no other choice but to dive,Into a sea,Where murky waters run deep!So that I can see,Why I've sunk so deep… An illusion... Continue Reading →
So many flows flowing through me! I'm assuming it's the light I've glowed growing new trees, Of life I've needed to release thus ball of pain resting in my ankles, My chest and my hands from everything I thought I could handle... A gift that keeps giving, Flummoxed or not! Above the plot? Is peace... Continue Reading →
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