emptymirror's blog: "poetry"

Walking these streets of empty intentions,

I feel a hollow aching that nobody ever mentions,

All the while wondering if any of my dreams are real,

Should I trust anything I want, think, or feel?

Living a boring life I wish to shed, to dream in my bed,

I'm average yet stranger then fiction, I guess I'm a contradiction,

Life pummels me to a stain, sometimes life can be a pain,

But when I'm with you, life is exciting and great,

I can't explain it any other way then it being fate.

I stand on the edge of the world, about to fall,

Always about to jump, always forget or stall,

On the brink of nothing, I feel light as a feather,

Becasue I'm in so many pieces, trying to pull myself together.

Living a life I'd like to be rid, can I get a bid?

My friends don't know me, things they will never see,

My nightmares all consuming, a lonely death constantly looming,

But as long as I have your love, my soulmate,

All of my fears, pains, and doubts have to wait.

Because like they say, all you need is love,

I can be happy as long as I'm thinking of you,

You give me faith that there really is a god above,

My only worry being that I'm hoping you're happy too.

My fate is clouded, my future unknown,

Shall my soul bloom, or my heart turn to stone,

Shall I be set free from pain, or be crushed.

There is no way to know, I wait for fate to choose,

I thought I had nothing, but now I have everything to lose,

I await the day when my fears are justified or shushed.