A Shattered Mind

I believe in Demons, but I want to believe there are Angels.
I want to believe that there is more good than evil.
To be proven that nothing is ever lost, only misplaced.
To be proven that there is love in this dreadful human race-
Yet to know love, one must know hate and loss;
Know suffering , pain, and deceit.

I know these all, yet the love that I give
Is never returned.
I suppose that I have known too much pain
Which is why I will never allow anybody to love me.
My selfishness is only that of Fear.
I want to be loved, but I do not want to lose my love.

Loving somebody means that you have to worry.
Living your entire life not wanting to loose them
Loving another brings more sadness than happiness.
For why should one love another, when we know that
Death will take them.

Zoë LeeaNora Holdsclaw
8/18/13