Rhyme 13

I am what I am

Nothing more, nothing less

Who can guess

Who I'll be in the morning

I am a shooting star

I fly far into the heavens

There was never

A time I wouldn't fly to you

I am a winter breeze

Across the seas and through the trees

Can't help but tease

Because my soul is made of ice

I am a candle's flame

Going insane with the heat

Watch me eat

Consume this god forsaken city

I am flesh and skin

Wearing thin, the barrier's breaking

As I'm waking

To the truth of reality

I am a little girl

Hair in curls and makeup on

Singing pop songs

In the backseat of my mama's car

I am piece of life

A simple slice of a larger pie

And when I die

I know the baker will be waiting

Rhyme 12

I will always miss
Stealing a kiss
The warmth of a hug
My vice and my drug
Will I ever be right?
It is not me tonight
Dreams did come true
But I lost them to you
Battled the rough
And I'm still not enough
Only a fraction or piece
So it must cease
Throw it into the void
Like I'm an old broken toy
While falling, I cry
It's all in your eyes
Because I'm still lost
In that iris that cost
My heart and my soul
For a love that's not whole
I wish I could see
When you were happy with me
But it couldn't last
And what's past is past
So in this dim light
I gaze at you tonight
And know that it's true
There's not a thing I can do

Rhyme 11

I never knew just how to view

The world as it surrounds me

I cannot see for the life of me

How I can survive

I don't belong, I'm not that strong

So many could do better

There's nothing left, only regret

And no one there to spare me

From my fate as I reach the gate

The flames there will consume me

They will melt all that I've felt

And the whole world will be free

I can never go back once I extract

My being from existence

But I will flow wherever you go

In spirit and in soul

And in lights so bright, you may catch sight

Of an iridescent glow

This is me, now I am free

And the world makes sense at last

Title 8

I scrape my nails belligerently against the murky slate walls. Every muscle from my fingertips to my forearms is flexed, in danger of snapping from the tension. I scream, raking blood crusted fingers through my hair and squeezing until it rips out in clumps. Soft white noise crackles out of the loudspeaker. Number one-twenty-four, this is your first and only warning. Please comply with Sanction six-sixty-two: absolutely NO unnecessary or excessive noise. I stare at the metal grating several feet up the wall. I stare at the box that has just scolded me. I stare at my master. I compress all of my tension into one solid fist. I take that fist and begin bashing it against every part of my body. I assault my other arm and my chest until I pound against my sternum, sharply banishing the breath from my lungs. I inhale too quickly and attack my legs, soaking up the sweet reverberating ache that accompanies every blow. I turn my fist to face me and send it flying into my eye socket, against my cheekbone, into my jaw. I strike my ear, sending my neck reeling. The resulting crack explodes my hearing into a resonant ringing. My mind quickly becomes infested with the incessant tone and a severe headache begins to settle. Silent tears of rage and anguish leak from my eyes. I lay completely still on the cool concrete floor, not daring to send a shock wave through my body to ripple the torment in my head. I murmur under my breath. Mommy, please help me. Make this pain go away, please. Mommy, it hurts so bad...Utter nonsense. I look wildly around the room, sweeping the minuscule space in one shake of the head. The movement sends a jolt of lightening through my brain. There is no one. There is only me and the pain. I put my head on the hard floor and close my eyes, acquiescing to the agony. I allow my mind to go blank with white light, accepting the torment as my reality. Waves of misery crash over me and lull me into a state of alternate being. I am not awake nor asleep, feeling but not conscious. I operate at the most primal level, absorbed in a world of excrutiating pain with no source or resolution. Number one-twenty-four, please confirm viability. I snap from my state to a groggy reality. Through the thick haze, the gray parameters of the room take a fuzzy focus. Number one-twenty-four...I raise my right hand toward the almighty voice. It cuts off mid-sentence and I am aware that I must have proven "viability." I become aware that my mind is clearer than before and I realize that I don't know whether I have been laying for moments or for hours. How many viability calls did I miss? I wonder what would happen had I not confirmed viability for my master. If I had remained unconscious through the call, would I not be considered viable? I stare at my master on the wall. Are YOU viable? I raise my voice. Are you viable? I stand up. Are you fucking viable? I continue staring, hands dropped limply at my sides. VIABLE? VIABLE? ARE YOU A-FUCKING-LIVE?!!! I compulsively break my small semblance of composure. Yes, I'm alive, I whisper. And then I scream.

Rhyme 10

I'm a failure and a fraud

A rather sorry sod

It's grim and I gripe

At this horrifying sight

My spine bends 'til it snaps

From my incessant lapse

To understand and know

Just how my life would go

The moments when I'm free

I get lost inside of me

And the times that I am bound

No solace can be found

I will never understand

Just how to play my hand

When my heart is on my sleeve

Laid out for all to see

There is no bitter end

Just the sweet love of a friend

Too bad you taste so good

I always knew you would

But temptation will not strike

When there isn't much to like

Rhyme 9

Same shit, different day
No one cares, go away
Nothing left for me to say
Left alone to melt in gray
Icy heart made to shatter
You once made it pitter-patter
Fall from the fucking ladder
Whatever, it doesn't matter
No one cares and no one will
So just throw it on the grill
Sick to the stomach with your pill
Never even got my fill
But I already won the game
Lost my mind, went insane
Ate away all the pain
You are the fucking bane

Rhyme 8

Fuck it
I never said I'd try
It's been raining outside
And I'm losing my mind
Sit here and type
Don't believe the hype
Wish I could wipe
This from my memory
Whether just you or me
Or together as we
Just a little shy
And the question why
But I just sigh
Fuck it
While rain falls like tears
Looking at this whole year
Looks just like a spear
Shooting straight for me
I jump up in glee
And take it painfully
Never understood where
I would lose all my hair
While you just stare
As it falls out in clumps
All because of this slump
Why can't you just hump
Fuck it
You don't want me
I see that obviously
You don't try to be
But it's all okay
As we sit here today
Because we'll both play
For the position we're in
This way we'll both win
Have hearts made of tin
Until the night ends
And then we'll be friends
The feelings I'll spend
Fuck it