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Wolf Jan 2019
Tick, Tick
The clock looms over me
Click, Click
Go the gears
Sick, sick
In the head
I see things that others can't. There is a large black clock constantly hovering over my head, reminding me of... something, A feeling of what I can only describe as dread.
  Jan 2019 Wolf
blackbiird

even in my darkest hour
I will still rest
upon Your unchanging love
for me.

I will lie
In the pastures
and weep with your sheep
for You are good to me.

Wolf Jan 2019
True apologies
Form in the heart
A warm hug
A thought-out letter
Or a string of humble words

To my family
To my friends
To a stranger
To God
To the earth

Then why can't I
Say sorry
To myself?
Simply because
I won't be forgiven
Wolf Jan 2019
Flesh unfolds
Of tinted hues
Reveals no difference
Of heart, in nature

Acts of folly
Acts of grace
What does it matter
When consumed by darkness?

Tyrants, we are
Too clever for ourselves
Yet again
We deface our own

Beasts weep before us
The ground grows bare
Alas, we build skyward
Destined to fall, the cycle of life

Clockwork minds stand in rows
Held captive by flashing lights
"I am better than you!"
We shriek in pure delight

Our pride ineffable
Forever climbing further
Scoffs of mockery slaughter innocence
Drawing blood with hearty laughter

Are we not simply ******?
Watch us drown in pleasure
And let our corpses rot!
Just for human desires

So selfish are we
Craving earthly possessions
They dig our graves for us
As we suffocate in false joy

Who are we?
What are we?
Why are we?
Human...
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