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archwolf-angel Nov 2016
Constant chaos in a single mind
Massive noises and disordered voices
Cloudy, dark, misty thoughts
Filled into a weakened being

Screams of tension
Shouts for help
Listen to their breaths
Feed them profusely with negativity
Hear their every...
SCREAM
SHOUT
ESCALATION
AMPLIFICATION
AMPLIFY..
US!

Just then
He held her close
Whispered softly
Gently...
Carefully...
And she breathed with ease..

*For his love roared louder than her demons
archwolf-angel Nov 2016
Her
An ordinary girl
In the reflection she sees
Playing roles accordingly
Facades to please society

Never thought she would matter
Or even cause a stir
Because she had always been told
You are a wallflower

Never saw her own beauty
Never could believe
Because she had always been made to feel
You are not worth it

But it was her labelled flaws
That he saw as attractive features
That was when she started to truly think
*You are a beautiful creature
archwolf-angel Nov 2016
If there be a choice given...
Which would you prefer?
What would you choose?

I would rather...
The rain than the sun
The dark than the light
Happiness than money
Freedom than anything else

Love than feel nothing
Hurt than emptiness
Ask me again...

It will still be
You than not knowing at all
archwolf-angel Nov 2016
Insanity strikes
At midnight
When the sun is down
And strength is nullified

Vulnerability strikes
At midnight
When the moon is full
And remains the only source of light

Sounds tend to amplify
At midnight
*Like your heartbeat, for example
It's my favorite lullaby
And as I reminisce it in the dark
When I miss you
It gets louder every time
archwolf-angel Nov 2016
Silent and gentle
Harmless and kind
The soft-hearted of the pack

And they casually forgot
That she was still one of them
They only remembered
When she finally grew up...

...and roared with all her might.
archwolf-angel Nov 2016
Miraculous, but probably reckless
Beautiful, yet sometimes dangerous
Magical, yet at times, filled with illusions
A bed of roses, hiding prickly thorns
Unconditional, but with misted expectations

*But with him,
She knew...
It was...
Miraculous
Beautiful
Magical
A bed of roses
And most importantly
Unconditional

                                                             ...That was all to it
archwolf-angel Nov 2016
His
He looked at her with a smile

Something raced inside for a while

That was when
She realised

Her heart was already *his
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