You think I am weak
Just a skinny, visually un-muscular man
Who it be easy to toy with and I will not retaliate
It is so pathetic how many people just judge a book by its cover sitting on the stand
While they judge me off my appearance I begin to study their weaknesses and evaluate
For what people do not see when they call me weak and skinny is I have a dark secret
Deep inside my soul lies a creature, itching to mutilate
A reckless, blood-thirsty entity with razor sharp teeth and claws cocked back to act
It walks in a pitch black fur suit, a primitive 4 legged walker
My true being is a caged killer Alpha Wolf that is about to crack
You think I am weak
Thing is.....I have yet to reach my peak

Love....
A diseased force left behind by the gods
A broken record spinning a mans soul
Blood spitting, convulsing, spine twisted, broken
A feeling brought forth by a minds cruel tricks
Everyone wants it until it does not want them
Love is hates next door neighbor
Now tell me, is love real or just a imagined idea?

A Beast that knows of no boundaries
An Alpha Wolf with Razor Sharp teeth and a Million red Claws
Machine responsible for the Evisceration of the Masses throughout the Generations
Deaths most sinister creation
A Ferocious Fiery Filled Fury
The Aborted child of Mother Merry
Natures Cold-hearted Killer
King of Manipulative mind games
An immoveable object
An unshakeable feeling
Corrupts a being of all Good reason
A form of Natures cruelest Treason

A poison to the mind
This being, of evil and good
Internal dialogue that can tear a man apart
A mystery of a kind
Thoughts which consume or release a soul
A process that inevitably takes its toll
Concepts unique to an individual yet, just like millions of others in principal
Complicated or simple
This life burden we live with
In the end, it is all the same