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Vera Anne Wolf Apr 2019
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Mark me with your teachings
In the dark place of my mind.
Hallowed by the seasons
Only hatred you will find.
You burned me for your pleasure
Melted flesh from off my bones.
Only to find that I’m immortal
And there’s no way left to atone.

’Cause the Devil’s got a hold of me
I’m a wicked thing can’t you see.
Let’s not talk about conspiracy
You’ve been playing wicked games on me.

You paint me as a demon
A wayward child of the night.
Just to silence the true reason
I have fallen to this plight.
You paid highly for the pleasure
Of consuming flesh and sin.
Now you’re poisoned by the toxins
That have nurtured deep within.

‘Cause the Devil’s got a hold of me
I’m a wicked thing can’t you see.
Let’s not talk about conspiracy
You’ve been playing wicked games on me.

Hush now sweet one
Don’t you cry
If a witch should look you
In the eye...

©veraannewolf
Vera Anne Wolf Apr 2019

Told you what I was making
You said I must be faking.
Why must we speak
With razors on our teeth.

Thought that I could be flying
You said I should stop trying
Weigh me down
With all your misery.

We never get along
Yet somehow we fit.
I tried to shake you off
You must admit.
Don’t challenge me now
I’m done with it.
If this is a game
then we should quit.

Told you that I was breaking
You said I must be faking.
Why must we speak
With razors on our teeth.

Thought that I could be dying
You said I wasn’t trying.
Let me drown
In all my misery.

©veraannewolf
Sometimes the hardest battle is with ourselves.
Vera Anne Wolf Apr 2019
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Shame falls like petals
Onto your pillow again…
Writhing in anger
Need fills you up from within…

There’s no one to take the blame now
You stumbled your way here somehow.

But Queens rise from ashes
With scars on their hearts.
The fear in you scratches
Doubt tears you apart.
So you put on your armor
Like a diamond Seraphim.
You know they can’t break you…

You were already broken.

Grief comes like a shadow
Filling your footsteps with pain…
Why would they betray you?
They knew you were destined to win…

There’s no one to take your hand now
You tripped at the threshold somehow.

But Queens rise from ashes
When the world falls apart.
Your innocence smashes
Against their frozen hearts.
So you put on your armor
Like a diamond Seraphim.
You know they can’t break you…

You wish they could break through!

But no one can save you…when
You’re already broken.

©veraannewolf
Written about one of the characters in my WIP (Locked Behind Amethyst Eyes)
Vera Anne Wolf Apr 2019

My mind is a typewriter
Stringing letters into words,
Words into thoughts,
Thoughts into actions.
Until the day
you took a hammer
Shattered the keys
And left my mind
A Broken pile
A Chaotic mess
Unable to recover.
While you moved on easily
With all my reassurances
That I would be just fine.
Somehow—
despite the cracked
       and       missing letters—
You believed
             every
                    broken
                             word.


©veraannewolf
Some people only see what they want to see.
Vera Anne Wolf Apr 2019

Footsteps echo
Shoulders tense
Door opens
Light suspends
Shadows grow
Faces blurred
Killing smiles
Whispers hurled
Door shuts
Panic subsides
Losing
Winning
Who decides?


©veraannewolf
Sometimes the hardest thing is going outside.
Vera Anne Wolf Apr 2019

Hurt just a little
Cry just a little
And let the little things go.
Life is a river
Frozen in the winter
Lost beneath the snow.
But life still grows...
Before you know...
Spring will come
With the rising sun
And you will feel the glow!

Learn just a little
Try just a little
And let the little things go.
Life is a journey
Don’t be in a hurry
And let a little love show.
This life will grow...
Before you know...
A storm will come
With the setting sun
And you will feel the blow!

Hope just a little
Smile just a little
And let a little light show.
Life is a tunnel
We all start to stumble
When the darkness grows.
But don’t let go...
I’m here you know...
The stars will shine
And you’ll be just fine
Cause I’m not letting go!

Hurt just a little
Cry just a little
And let the little things go.

©veraannewolf
My first poem on Hello Poetry, so please feel free to drop a comment below :)

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