"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Chit-chatter.Gossip.Labels.Stigmas.What do they matter when you're doing all that you can to keep it together?They may stick for a while,But,With enough solution,The adhesive loosens,And,There you have it.An opportunity to strip off the jealousy and hatred of another vows to dress you in.Nothing's permanent…Not a single flailing desire.Not a single bead of sweat dripping from pressure... Continue Reading →
To bake,Or,To cook,Is the question at hand.Both take place in the same setting,Yet,There's a difference in each process.Patience lays its palm on your back
Blank,Like the page I'm writing on,Yet,It's necessary.Wiping the slate clean in a mind replaying too many horrors exhausting itself into oblivion.Who am I kidding?No need there is to revisit a past I'm no longer interested in.A past I've worn out on a sleeve I've ripped off in a war against demons insisting on my downfall.No,Sir!I... Continue Reading →
Family,That aren't family,Are never satisfied until you're pacified by their insanity.Can it be the worst thing to go through,When you're alone?Truth is,As tragic as it could've been when you're the one who's labeled useless,Their severance is a blessing in disguise,As you rip off the mask you've hid behind,And,Realize the image they're despised,Is an image you... Continue Reading →
A fresh coat of snow can't wash away the dirty pile underneath.A filthy mound of what used to be,Turned into ice now melting away,Seeping into the porous concrete.Sewers and subway vents.Soil we often forget to care for in a city too busy to think twice about its own actions… Still.Youthful souls are allowed to roam... Continue Reading →
Fruits of labor ripen when your frantic fingertips quit cherrypicking,On the basis of a sweettooth that never knows what is good for itself.Sometimes,Our hands must get dirtied by grinding through what we fear most.Facing what's scariest to our heart no matter how much faster it begins to beat.Smearing your palms in pine tar,Picking up that... Continue Reading →
Drifters have no place in the world,But,That's okay.We leave our marks,In a world so scarce of love,In hopes to leave a smile on someone's face.In hopes to change what we yearn to change,In hearts made of stone when staring into Medusa's gaze.The snake slithering in grass we often forget to cut.The bane of our existence... Continue Reading →
Stormy nights call for a song to be sung,From the deepest parts of your bowel,About all that is foul,In a life where the crows scowl,At every smile you glitter towards a night sky empty of stars… Ask youself.What reigns over your mind at the sound of thunder?Is it all who plunder your joy for a... Continue Reading →
You can push me,Kick me,Stab me,Shoot me,But,I'll still stand up as long as I have an ounce of breath left.You may hate me,But,I love you either way as I keep my distance from your detestation for my existence.I refuse to be rattled by your desire to see my life buried by the debris from your... Continue Reading →
Subsistence.Where is it discovered?How can one reach its limitless potential lacking the will to breathe?Oxygen tanks no where to be found going down under.Just,The bottom of an ocean where you're never to be seen again.Like,The crustacean no one will ever fish for… Continuing to live forward doesn't make any sense,At times where we're drowning with... Continue Reading →
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