"My Execution"
I sit in the chair having been defeated...
I sit in the chair, my life being depleted...
The expression on my face forlorn and wry...
The expression on my face almost enough to make myself cry...
Your cold hands injecting the poison as I hold my breath...
Your cold hands savoring my painful death...
Feeling my body float highly upward into the sky...
Feeling my body as I prepare to die...
Asking for anything I want you to know...
Asking for anything you voice turns so low...
Searching for answers or a quick note...
Searching for answers, begging for an antidote...
That last moment violently shaking...
That last moment vigorously taking...
Controlling my air and paralyzing my mind...
Controlling my heart and leaving it all behind...
Forgiveness I beg of as I take a deep breath...
Forgiveness I beg of as I seep slowly into my death...
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"Cut"
The metal makes long stitches,
as my body convulses into twitches.
Red squirming out like a race,
a faint expression on my face.
Chills running through my vein,
can't you see my secret pain?
A faint squeal escapes my mouth,
a figment from my heart, deep south.
The red washes away all feeling and doubt,
my face no longer a stupid pout.
Ignoring the questions racing through my mind,
I'll solve my problems and leave it all behind.
Another line, a flick of the wrist,
I wonder if it works...will I ever be truly missed?
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"Obsession"
He walked into the hallway of my heart,
forever staying, slowly tearing me apart.
Awaiting the day we share our first kiss,
staring at him, one second do I dare miss?
His precious mouth that I long to taste,
a memory in my diary that I would paste.
Darkness surrounds me, holding its grip,
I spy on him as my stomach does a flip.
I hold his face in my memory well,
someone says my name, taking me back to hell.
I take one more quick picture and run back home,
I develop my film and sits silent and alone.
"Obsession," you say as you flip your hair,
"No!" I scream, "That isn't fair!"
"What do I know?" you say with a wink,
"You're a child and I'm only your shrink."
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"I"
I show no pain to you,
plus, anyways, what would they do?
I regret not telling you,
the one who overall helped me through.he one who overall helped me through.
I have no happiness any more,
my life an empty pore.
I am filled with anger forever more,
my heart just shred and tore.
Myself is all I try to be,
none of this means anything to me.
My soul will never be free,
only buried in a box below a tree.
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"Soul"
This is a poem straight from my soul,
in this poem my life became whole.
I needed somewhere to hide,
so this is where I try to confide.
Here comes emotion: poor and lost,
how much, how much will a good life cost?
All of the ideas are wild and run free,
where I can be who I am: me.
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"My World (X-SCID)"
Look around and tell me what you see,
a thick plastic bubble between you and me.
I have never been touched by anything real,
I'll never really get to look, taste, or feel.
Put on the gloves and reach inside with your hand,
now you feel enclosed, like I am, in my land.
Everything in here new and clean,
what would it be like to be in between?
This is where I live, my universe, my world, X-SCID..
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