"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Transparent views transformed me more than my parents ever could.Being able to see through their lies was more helpful than,Trusting a set of skulls thicker than,The darkness they've set around my atmosphere everywhere I'd go.A truth unsettling for some,But,For me?A relief.Because,Blood,Has nothing to do with who you have the pleasure to call,Family.See,Family is a special... Continue Reading →
Limping your way past the wire is vastly superior to,Never making it at all.Whether you're parasitic or a hermit,Recluse,Prying eyes and ears aren't worth bawling over while you crawl,In pain,With so much to lose… Yea,So what if there is no one cheering for you on the sidelines?Life is not a sport!At any second,You might die,And,Get... Continue Reading →
Lust.What's it any good for when it all just leads to a,Bust?Heart's crushed as two course along the same lane intertwining in ways where,Bodies conjoin,But,Minds end up minced into mush.Not a single thought needs to be involved,Just,A single touch that'll make your skin crawl,From,Realizing how much of a con it all becomes… She was so,He... Continue Reading →
Stirring the pot,Was a burial plot,While I was smoking a lot,Of what I never needed in a life full of murkier spots,I've been busy trying to make a painting out of,Instead of choosing to rot,Inside of a self-made prison created by dirtier thoughts,Washing away with every tear that I drop,In good faith… I know I... Continue Reading →
Today's piece is more of a statement than prose or a poem. There aren't many rhythms I can think of this very moment. All I can think of is escaping from a family that has lost its mind in ways I never thought would happen growing up as a lonely kid in the South Bronx.... Continue Reading →
Jealousy has a strange way of showing itself.A scoff.Eyes rolled.Sometimes held internally without anyone ever noticing,Maybe,Even an assault!But,No matter what form it manifests in,I still smile at the end of the day while I thank God for my blessings.How I no longer am a slave inside a train of smoke bound to crash.How I'm no... Continue Reading →
A convex of emotions are laid on an empty piece of paper hoping it will flower,Some day.One can only pray for change to blossom throughout every season the of the year.Why stay the same,For what purpose?Not a single lick of sense it makes as much as flipping the page over.Pages in a story written by... Continue Reading →
Some nights I,Just don't know what to write down.All I can think about,Is how perplexed I am while sitting on a chair,At a job,Wondering why I've been avoiding every crowd,I can be in front of… Yet,I'm a bit aware of the answer.Because,I'm embarrassed from the mounds of ruin,I've brought upon a life over vices so... Continue Reading →
A steak fry is still a fry.A steak nugget is still a piece of steak.Never will it matter how they're both dressed on a plate,Cracked and soon to break.From it's weight.More than your aching stomach's meant to handle,While you laugh at the possibility of blacking out and,Falling on your face.Stuff your mouth all you want,Not... Continue Reading →
I pray everything has been well with everyone out there. Had to take a second out of my day and pour my thoughts onto a waterproof page. Finally, over three months off of weed smoke and it feels so good! But, lately, I've been having consecutive dreams where I would come across a pack or... Continue Reading →
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