Où Ai-Je L’esprit

I am my own worst enemy.

I am the problem that keeps getting in the way.

People love to blame another.

They love to think of something,

That made them go asunder.

The evil that lies within the earth.

The negative down under.

What if it was just us?

What if we held ourselves back?

What if I am the invisible line that I cannot cross?

-N

A Vise Like Grip

Night falls, and she feels awakened.
The goddess yawns and stretches.
The start of her day is here.

She looks for the weak,
The innocent minded,
The mentally insane.
Those are her comrades for the night.

She breathes in the fresh piss-scented air.
She laughs joyously upon hearing the sounds
Of debauchery, and whispered dares.

“Je veux baiser!” she yells through the alleyways.
“Je veux le chaos!” she screams to anyone who will listen.

She cried for an angel,
But received a demon.
And for that she will have her vengeance.

-N

Le Soi Assuré Femme

She had a bright smile,
Long black curly hair,
And a confident way about her.

This woman wore a white dress,
Strappy heels,
And a ring on her index finger.
No make-up,
No expensive handbag,
Just herself.

She was reading a book,
Deeply invested,
Breath arrested,
Eyes being tested.

All of a sudden she threw her head back and laughed.
A full-out, no-holds-barred laugh.

This woman had not a care in the world,
She laughed until her sides ached,
She laughed as if fully baked.

Oh how I envy that woman.
Who could laugh without a care in the world.
Who could throw her head back and enjoy life,
Who could soak up the sun without any strife.

-N

They Say Communication Saves Relations

When I was tired,
You kept me uptight and wired.
When You needed a hand,
I gave you a leg to stand.
In the grand scheme of things I feel scammed.

You speak,
But I command.
You sneak
I had to learn your technique.

I need a healing balm.
Instead I’m faced with a bomb.
Day in, Day out,
A bomb.

I can’t keep holding on.
I can’t be a spawn,
In this con.

I’ve put on my red chiffon.
I’m gone.

-N

Sleepless

I took myself dancing last night.
My heart was so happy, and my feet light.
I took flight.
For hours on the dance floor my body took flight.

I looked around the dimly-lit room,
People so close together, and yet so far away.
Drawn by the sway,
Or the courage of the moon on the bay.

I moved to the center of the room,
Nodding my head to the pulsing of Flume.
I was new,
I was through with being a shrew.
I danced, laughed, and took a brew.

-N

Alice, Rinse, Repeat.

I’m locked in a room.
A room of my own choosing,
But a room nonetheless.

I need to breathe,
So I could seethe.
Constantly gnash my teeth,
Is that yellow?

I need space.
My body waits in anticipation for the fates.
Hurry say something!
Say something quick before I die!
Don’t lag,
Or be shy.
I need you like the sun needs the sky.
I’m disappearing you see,
This drink won’t let me be.

I need food.
Nourishment for the body and soul.
I have no control.

The voices I hear are becoming louder,
The ominous footsteps closer,
Walking to the beat of a silent composer.

My breath stops,
My heart skips a beat.
The door swings open,
My body completely frozen.

I’m locked in a room.
A room of my own choosing,
But a room nonetheless………

-N