There is a void where my soul should be
A bottomless pit from hell to eternity.
I am a cynic wearing a dreamers veil,
I am a dreamer, whose dreams always fail.
I laugh with the monsters within my head,
Yet I fear the ones lurking under my bed.
I laugh at love - a clichéd thing,
What fool believes their love is sealed with the existence of a ring?
I fear the ocean, and the secrets it keeps,
Yet how can fear the dark when it is within me?
I love the darkness, and what it brings,
Yet I hate the tears and thoughts it sings.
I am terrified of receiving love
For who couldn't trust one with eyes of doves?
I fear the hackneyed drag of existence alone.
Yet it is the only life I have ever known.
I fear rejection from another, dear
Yet I reject all who come near.
Alice in Wonderland appeals to me,
Come, flee down the rabbit hole with me.
Edgar Allan Poe, a cynic with a dream,
How his maddened words speak to me!
I am a dreamer in a cynics guise,
I'm guess I'm simply trying to survive.
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Avenge The Broken Ones
PoesíaThis is simply a collection of the poems I hurriedly scratch out around midnight. I usually write about whatever stokes my fancy at the moment - usually sad things, or ramblings about love. Depression and anxiety rule my life, so be prepared to exp...
