"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Child-like.Getting old is not an option while I live through the wild-life.In a world full of animals in a concrete jungle burning down while I,Seek an escape through the only path that's still intact.The only path where joy is never found through a glass,On the rocks while stung by the down pour.The only path where... Continue Reading →
Old.Brittle.Yet,Young,Full of life without much direction.Crackles in every step,But,A drive rolling along as smooth as each drip from my olen wounds.Those tears falling from a broken heart I keep trying to mend,But,Just can't seem to find the right glue…
First birthday I wake up to in so long without a need to drink beer, Wine or liquor. The kind of shots I take, Nowadays, Definitely differ from a glass forcing me to see an older image than what I currently view in my mirrors... Thank you, God, Regardless of everything lost, As I gained... Continue Reading →
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