Happiness flees before me.

  It mocks me.

It taunts me with that fatal feeling,

         Hope.

Then it pulls the rug out from my

         Feet.

I am dazed, but not surprised.

This has happened before, and it will happen

again.

   I want to escape this awful cycle.

   I want to trust others, without

          Fear of being betrayed.

-Hopeless Cynic