Poetry A title should not define who someone is, so this title does not define what this is about.

[poison goth]

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Waking up
The first moment of the day,
Perhaps the best,
Maybe the worst,
But above all,
It starts us off
Helps us get through the days
That drag on, and on
Just thinking about the first moment you were awake
The first moment preparing you
For the long journey, yes long,
But a long journey to the beginning
Of an entire adventure of a life
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[poison goth]

Falling
Falling may be a good thing,
Or bad
Falling in love is a good thing,
But falling into the eternal darkness of anger
Is definitely the absolute opposite
Falling into a story
Going deeper into the plot
Is a peaceful thing
But falling away from those you love
Can be very awful and painful​

 

[poison goth]

Dreams
We collapse into our minds
At the end of the long day,
Escaping to our imaginary worlds
Shutting the real, cold life out
Melting into the nonsense
Hoping it would become real life
Even when it's anything but that​

 

[poison goth]

Nightmares
The darker version of our worlds
Us trying to escape from our dark thoughts but becoming made of them
Wanting to break free of its grip
Our greatest fears
Suddenly coming alive
Drowning us
Till we break to the surface of life
Gasping for air​

 

[poison goth]

Who are we really?
Why were we chosen
To be ourselves, to be human?
How would it be to be in someone else's mind? (probably terrifying)
Why are we ourselves,
But who are we,
Who are we really?
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