"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
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 →
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 →
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 →
Trying to get it back no matter the obstacle.Tired of walking with a mind where thoughts are prodigal.Nowadays,I'd rather crawl to places where all views are tropical.So,It's time to get topical,Kicking habits harder than a wall where I've doxed a few… Heads I wouldn't mind crushing in real time,Instead of drawing vivid images of their... Continue Reading →
The same, the same, the same, the same, the same! That's just how it's been for the past few weeks and it's driving me insane. I may have reached two months without smoking marijuana, but something is still missing. A part of myself still seems to be AWOL without ever wanting to come back… All... Continue Reading →
Delusions of grandeur is something I promise myself to never fall back into regardless of where my life stands at any period in time. It's something I hope never poisons the heart of anyone with intentions to love others around them even when it stings most. Because, with how much darkness every ounce of delusion... Continue Reading →
Hazy vision.Dazed and confused from each hit of cannabis in thought of my wrongfully made decisions.It's what I get for choosing fake friends while chasing after a distant ex,Sealing windows of opportunities concealing faith once filling up my chest… It's about time I lace up and get it back,Instead of laced bud in dirty bags,Only... Continue Reading →
Twenty days without smoking Mary Jane. What an accomplishment for a man like me who couldn't stop smoking until a tragedy happened. But, at this point, I'm just confused. So, so confused as to how I'm supposed to be living my life. Friends? I would love some. Family? I already have, but I feel like... Continue Reading →
Maybe,My palms are hesitant to write every single day because,I fear my true feelings will keep driving others away like they've already done.So,Each time I sit up trying to encourage myself to write a poem,I just,Lay broken.Soaking my spirit in tears from not doing what my heart truly wants to do.And that's just…Sitting in silence.With... Continue Reading →
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