there’s only so much
poison a person can take
before they die,
and i’m about to
reach my limit;
but, for you
i won’t bat an eye.

being kind
has gotten me nowhere,
because my face
doesn’t give them a reason
to approach me
and find out that i am.

in thirty years,
we will have to
replace the carpet
in front of the door
because
there will be
too much moisture
and mildew
from the many times
that your
smooched salutations
have melted me
to the floor.

i know that i can carry
the weight of the world
because i have carried you
in my arms.

when you look at me
i have this tendency
to forget my name.

when you speak my name
i feel as though
i am present.

when you hold my hand,
i almost believe that
i’m not a ghost,

and that kills me because
we both know that
i’m all but dead.

and the morning still came
despite my warning.
despite knowing that
its number would soon be up.
despite knowing that
it would soon fall to night.

still the morning came,
to fight.
this is why
i, too, must fight-
because i can always
rise again.

maybe we’re best friends
because we always seem
to hurt at the same time.

the only things
that are willing
to support me
are my pillow
and my bed,

and sometimes,
even they groan
in protest.

Hey there, everyone! I don’t know if you’re interested; but, I started an instagram and an artist page recently. It’d be cool if you checked them out!

My instagram is mostly pictures I take with a little bit of poetry over said pictures to give a taste of what was going on in my mind when I took them. I’m sure the rare selfie will show up, too.

My artist page is just gonna be things going on in the world of MC Dabble, hopefully some videos of performances, music videos, short live sessions, mixtape updates (free things, woo!).

Check either out, if you have the time, it would be sexy awesome sauce!