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The Rhyme

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Hold your breath, while you watch me fall.
It’s easier to say nothing at all.
I need a friend, playing pretend’s not working.
These pills are useless and the shadows keep lurking.


I walk the barren street, my hood up and my head down. I can hear my bottle of anti-depressants rattling in my pocket. I don’t even know why I still have them. They don’t even work.

I sigh as I pull my black hoodie closer to my body for warmth, the crisp autumn wind blowing through the air.

I feel so alone, so helpless.

...

I hate it.

Let me go, there’s nothing left inside.
To run and hide is all I know to survive.
The nightmare won’t end, this life grow colder.
Come wake me up when it’s all over.


Run. Run from everything. Everything bad, everything horrible.

That’s all I know.

But it won’t end, this nightmare I call my life. It grows colder every day.

Why? What did I do to deserve this? What on earth could I have possibly done to go through this torture?

Why won’t someone help me?

Some of us made it, but no one deserved it.
I’m silent, I’m screaming. Sticks and stones was,
The rhyme that they taught us to fight off our monsters,
To help numb the darkness what they forgot was is,
You don’t need to break my bones for you to break me.
The voices won’t stop, don’t let me be alone.
Please someone, I just wanna’ go back home.


I sigh as I continue my walk.

No one was around.

No one would care if they saw me.

I’ve stopped caring about them long ago.

Lock the door, I’m rotting in my room.
I hope tomorrow doesn’t come too soon.
My tears ran dry, my heart’s suffocating.
The bruises and I are slowly fading.


I find myself back home. Entering, I go straight to my room, shutting and locking the door.

I slump against the door as I slide into a sitting position. My sleeve slides up, allowing me to catch the scars and bruises I’ve given myself to help me deal with the pain.

I feel like crying, but nothing comes.

I’ve already cried my last tear.

Make it stop, there’s whispers in my head.
The mirrors echo everything they’ve said.
To rise and shine is so hard to do,
When all the light has been taken from you.


The voices echo in my head.

Worthless. Stupid. Useless. Loner. Loser. Failure.

I clutch my head, pulling my knees to my chest. “No, no... shut up... go away!” I look up to my mirror, seeing my reflection. The voices get louder, echoing from my head and from the mirror as they scream. I cover my ears, screaming out. “JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!!!!!!!!”

Some of us made it, but no one deserved it.
I’m silent, I’m screaming. Sticks and stones was,
The rhyme that they taught us to fight off our monsters,
To help numb the darkness what they forgot was is,
You don’t need to break my bones for you to break me.
The voices won’t stop, don’t let me be alone.
Please someone, I just wanna’ go back home.


I scream, standing up and rushing to the mirror as I slam my fist into, shattering it completely. I pant, the voices still there, but quieter than before.

Ignoring my now bleeding hand, I unlock my door, slamming it open and running outside.

I didn’t know where I was going, anywhere was better than here.

I remember every story they wrote on my back.
Bruises like words tattooed into my skin in blue and black ink.
I remember every kitchen sink surgery where family had to stitch me back together.
I remember every happily ever after that never came to pass.
We didn’t go to school in fairytails.
We went to school in all the gory details of a horror story while monsters made us victims of their comedy.
We, the recipients of their punch lines they hung insults around our necks like signs inviting anyone to join in.
Their words were invisible ink that they tattooed upon our skin.


The voices grow again, echoing everything everyone has said to me. Every bad thing said about me.

I cover my ears, tears lining my eyes.

I can’t take this anymore!

Some of us made it, but no one deserved it.
I’m silent, I’m screaming. Sticks and stones was,
The rhyme that they taught us to fight off our monsters,
To help numb the darkness what they forgot was is,
You don’t need to break my bones for you to break me.
The voices won’t stop, don’t let me be alone.
Please someone, I just wanna’ go back -


I look up, noting the towering building in the distance.

That’ll work.

I run forward, pushing through the crowd, ignoring the annoyed shouts as I run into the building, up the stairs as I burst through the door leading to the roof.

I run to the ledge, jumping over the safety railing as I cling to it, looking down to the ground below.

I know that I’m stronger, broken heart of a fighter.
My scars remind me that I’m a survivor.
This life it a tough game and I don’t wanna’ play it.
I’m reaching for a hand, help me make it.
But it’s too much, so I give up...
Just please don’t hate me.
My letter’s on the pillow with a kiss goodbye.
I’m sorry, mom, but I promised that I tried.


Looking forward, I blink in the harsh sunlight.

Now... Now I’ll see if I can fly.

I close my eyes and let go, falling from the roof. I don’t hear the screams. I don’t hear the shouts, or the sirens blaring in the distance. For the first time since I can remember, I hear nothing as I black out.

Finally... Finally... Everything is peaceful.
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This has a hauntingly beautiful air that captures the soul and enraptures all of my attention.