Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans.

Author's note: recently, this site has seen a lot of angst-filled poetry written in free verse. I thought it might be nice to add a poem that actually has a form. Three points to whoever identifies the structure.


In solitude within my mind, I rest

In silence crouch and hide myself away

Avoiding Life's cruel blades, its barbs and jests

That others might have bliss or fear this day.

Avoiding too its joys, its gentle song

Likewise relief, regret and irksome grief

My bane, they haunt the path I walk along

Attack my grim façade with fearsome teeth.

For they know not the chaos they might wreak

If I succumb and give them what they will

Appalling feats too full of Death to speak

Await this world – a world I mean no ill.

Alone I shield myself from all I see

It is my fate. The world shall yet be free.