Villainous Poetry...

 She...      I swear... I dreamed through a spited window, Of the day she left me, My hope; She... The more I grew into the ever present f...

  I am...        Uneasily minted by a press of oppression and a desire for the divine, Embossed with an unwanted faith distorted purpose, Sc...

I am... But a killjoy... The less hoped for, The less I should suffer, Denial is a remedy, Never awake, And yet... I Weep.

 From everything,       I am at anxious war, Hiding a facade of wilting aspirations... But a lonely apathetic smile drowning itself in battl...

 No hope,       Nothing of faith to be had, A plague upon the wishful hope thinking of every and all the stars, Villain shrouded in clouds o...

An echo, Into the void... With conscious sedation, Hope crawled back into the dark, Standing in the line of life, Bitterly awaiting an end, ...

   In lieu... An earnest anticipation, Of playing pretend; half dead, Dull your hope and senses, To be half of somewhat... Even quasi accept...