I will write one last
poem which bleed
from my wounds

And in its final verse,
I will write a rhyme,
and say, weeping,
what my heavy
heart truly feels

every shout  a drop of blood
squirting from the twisted veins
the destiny’s road opens
to another quite unknown corner

every shout stifled by heartbeat
of silence holds a desire to cut
the uneaten loaf of heart

their ears are deaf
a head of stone
a body of wood
fingers of clay that
have forgotten how to clasp a flower
or rise a hand in protest

music that has become air
settles down at the navel of midnight
it’s an angel singing
under the leihao tree to sleeping hours
to closed windows and doors
only the leaves and grasses of
the earth responds

with daybreak the lips, the nose
the hands, the limbs, the eyes
awakened
the air lost its music
the angel is only a love disowned
by both the lover and the beloved

I wish I could silence the voices in my head, filling it with lies and hateful things.
Making every day just another I dread, and worrying about the evil it brings.
Words of  hate and lies, it's always trying to ruin me.
Every night with tears that fill my eyes, in a life I don't want to be.
Wishing this night would be my last, and not to be here in the morning.
Being flooded with memory's of the past and all the evil things I already seen.

I sit on my bed
With words and prhases in my head,
How to connect them, I don't know.
I wish I had the lyrical skills of Poe.
What words rhyme with 'December"???
Remember, dismember, glowing ember,
Its like a puzzle, trying to make words fit
This is a good line, one I cannot omit.
Oh yes!! That rhyme is perfect!
Now I must make the line and poem connect.
Word rhyme, rhyme to prhase, phrase to line,
Line to poem, and now I must refine
This page, checking my spelling,
Will they like this poem? There's no telling.
Why must I rhyme?! Can't I just rage out in prose?!
Oh, but I'm too quiet to do that. I know, everyone knows.
Oh well, I need another rhyme.
A rhyem to rhyme with rhyme,
It's like a paradox to find this rhyme of rhyme,
A-hyme
B-hyme
C-hyme
Wait, "chime"!
No, it doesn't fit, and it's a dumb rhyme.
There no rhyme for "rhyme" I bet,
Oh well, I continue down the alphabet,
Q-hyme
R-hyme
Got it!
Oh... duh.
S-hyme,
No, that is it.  
There's no rhyme for "rhyme"
I guess I have been just wasting my time.

I wander through the sands of time,
Searching for that perfect rhyme.
The one which would set me free,
Comfort me in my hours of wee.
Be my constant, my wisdom tree,
Shield me from the flying debris.

But my search seems to be in vain,
Can’t find anything to ease the pain.
The battle between my heart and brain,
Is taking control, driving me insane.
Don’t know how long, will I last this way,
Can’t find sunshine, not even a ray.

But life goes on and so will I,
I will battle till the storm runs dry.
My body may hurt, the heart may cry,
But I will endure till I reach the sky.
May I fall by the pressure of the rain,
Look out world, for I'll rise again.