The Cynic

Cynicism is a sneaky,

creeping thing

that slowly eats away

at hope —

It seemed to me

the "smarter", more

"realistic" framework

for walking through

life in a broken world

until I woke up

and realized

it's also an excuse

to keep my distance,

to erect higher walls

around my heart

until I don't feel

much of

anything

at all.

I may be

protected from

disappointment,

but what if I

also miss the

miracles?