Being Me By: Wolf

I live my life alone

like a toy up on a shelf

standing in a room full of people

I feel all by myself

Everyone can see me

But I'm not really there

I'm hidden in my own world

filled with darkness and despair

Where smiles cover teardrops

and laughter covers screams

everything isn't as it is

ans nothing's as it seems

To me the fakesness is overwhelming

but no one sees the facts

they choose their sunshine and rainbows

while I like my things black

I suppose my mind is different

I live to see the bad

and everyone is only happy

'cause they don't know they're sad

But is a life of stupidity

a life I can bear to see

No, I think I'm happy being sad

as long as I'm still me.

(old)

Destiny By: Wolf

Tortured and Twisted

consumed by disease

you're all I can hear

and all I can see

I feel you around me

wherever I go

seeing your face

in the people I know

They all ask me questions

but I tell them all lies

they don't know how hard it is

to live when love dies

My body may be here

But my mind is devoid

My whole world was shattered

when our love was destroyed

(Old)

War By:Wolf

Wishes are broken

Hopes are destroyed

People are murdered

when bombs are deployed.

People are soulless

with hearts made of coal

wandering mildlessly

killing their goal.

It seems like a movie

or maybe a dream

but as we all know

some things aren't what they seem.

This world they live in

is filled with cruelty and hate

I'm just glad that I live here

where I can't relate.

Also Old

Awake with my Memories By:Wolf

Lying here you'll find me

with my shackles to the wall

my hands tied back behind me

no where to turn at all

My thoughts run round in circles

trapped inside my head

wishing I was somewhere else

Or perhaps that I was dead

This place devores my humanity

it fills every corner of my mind

where my thoughts come back to haunt me

the ones I hoped had died

I wander through my memories

relving play by play

seeing every thing I didn't do

and the things I didn't say

But if I fixed one moment

would it change the future too

or would I still lie here alone

wishing to be with you.

FYI this is an old poem

I'm a slacker

I really should start writing poems again ( not that I was that good anyway), but I didn't realize how long it's been since I wrote one until I got on the blog today.

Self Rejection By:Wolf

The silence makes it hard to hear me

It's not so easy to be alone,

Even with my head so full of voices

There isn't anybody home.

Sitting, waiting to be rescued

Though I'm not in any danger,

I'm here all by myself

But myself's become a stranger.

How am I supposed to make me right

When I'm just so tired of trying,

Going through the daily motions

Yet deep inside I'm dying.

It's hard to make it through the day

While letting every person down,

I try to make it to the surface

Just as I begin to drown.

I suppose I'll give it one more shot

To accomplish my self perfection,

But is it possible to fear myself

Such a thing as self rejection?

Perhaps this is where they'd find me

A stranger to my ownself,

Living, watching days go by

Like a doll stuck on a shelf.

A Daughter of Eve

A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
A fool to snap my lily.

My garden-plot I have not kept;
Faded and all-forsaken,
I weep as I have never wept:
Oh it was summer when I slept,
It's winter now I waken.

Talk what you please of future spring
And sun-warm'd sweet to-morrow:—
Stripp'd bare of hope and everything,
No more to laugh, no more to sing,
I sit alone with sorrow.