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Lone Wolf Oct 2014
You're not even here
But yet you invade my every thought
And **** it would be nice
To have a single thought that's not about you
I hate how you've done this,
The longer you're away
The more my thoughts stay
Focused entirely on you
And I need some private time **** it
Some time to think about me
Instead of day dreaming about you
I miss you
I want you here
And I want you for myself
But go ahead,
Take her instead
Don't you know how much it hurts,
To sit here and listen to you about her?
I'll do it anyway,
I'll advise you on her all day
If it means having you close
Lone Wolf Oct 2014
I almost said I love you
It's true, no wait, don't leave!
I'm sorry. I didn't say it,
I don't love you
Just stay here for awhile longer?
Please, I need you
Of course I'm not attached
i just love you a little is all
No, I'm not going to wait for you
*i would wait till the end of time if you asked
What it's like trying to be with someone that has commitment issues....
Lone Wolf Oct 2014
now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep
She kneels quietly on the ground
Precious youth and innocence abound
Sweet, tame, ignorant child
One day soon your thoughts will go wild
You'll start to question your beliefs
And answers won't bring any reliefs
Don't worry little child, don't fret
You're not ready for that quite yet
But eventually you'll see with those eyes
Most of what they tell you is lies
It's a great awakening
When knowledge is there for the taking
Take many lessons from history
As they're the true stories
Learn every last tidbit that you can
But never forget the values taught back then
No matter what path you choose
These values you must never loose
and if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
I have a near obsession with this little child's rhyme known as the Lord's Prayer. I don't know why. I have many poems with themes and quotes  from it. Most are much darker than this...
I am not Christian. Not at all. Im actually barely a step away from a bitter hatred for the religion... But. The basic values are good. Most religions have good basic values, essentially being able to be summed up by "cause no harm"
My religion is "and ye harm none, do what ye will" one of the reasons I like it. It's not controlling. It's not restricting. But it's still peaceful and encourages good will among all.
Lone Wolf Oct 2014
She has lines of verse on one side of the page
And math notes on the other
Ink stains mark her hands,
Yet she can't talk to another
Written words flow easy
But with a person it's not so breezy
She tends to stumble
And not just with words does she fumble
Lines running in her head
She writes them down before bed
And during lunch
And I have a hunch
They're written during study hall
And during classes, one and all
Poems of hers
And quotes of theirs
Two AM is just another time
She's creating or remembering rhyme
Reciting Poe as she drifts away
That's how she says goodbye to another day
The less I write the more verse like my thoughts become. Before I know it I'm caught up in my own mind and accidentally ignoring the few friends I've managed to accumulate and thinking entirely in rhyme and can't focus on anything. Not that I was ever any good at focussing...
Lone Wolf Oct 2014
I may be a daemon,
But, you're no angel sweetheart

Call me what you want darling,
Just remember who you are

We're not so different, you and me
No, not so different at all, you see

We have many the same flaws,
Only difference is, I don't hide mine

I don't cover my flaws with
Expensive name brand products,

I don't hide behind all that
Thick, caked on make-up

I don't have those nice Gucci wings
And I sold my lovely gold halo

For another meal, another night.
And one more trip along the way

It's easy to look like an angel
When you have the money for your worldly pleasures

It's easy to look like an angel
When you never have to do any work
Just because your parents have the money to make you look like an angel doesn't mean you are one *****.
Lone Wolf Oct 2014
No one saw the beauty
In the thrown away pieces of glass
Jagged, crooked edges,
Until someone came along
And pieced together
The broken pieces of a little girl
Carefully filled in all the cracks
With a warm gold
Smoothing over the rough edges
Polishing with a lustrous finish
Turning thrown away
Into a desired commodity
Nurturing her into an artwork
All her own
Kintsukuroi:  The art of repairing broken pottery with gold or silver lacquer and understanding that the piece is more beautiful having been broken
Never give up hope if you are broken. Real beauty comes from surviving and healing.
Lone Wolf Oct 2014
Promises are fragile things
You say them in that moment
You mean them sincerely  
You plan on keeping them forever
But sometimes forever ends
To quickly for promises
And all that's left are your words
Sweet or cruel markings
Made on a loved ones mind
Be careful with your promises
You may only keep so many
Any others are forgotten
Try not to contradict yourself
Don't make small things into conflicts
Never promise your heart away
Never swear on a soul
Broken promises lead to broken smiles
And makes one bitter for quite awhile
Sometimes when I want to write but can't decide on what to write I'll get a book and turn to a random page, the page number is how many words there is in the poem, and then close my eyes and put my finger down on a random word to use for the theme. Sometimes it can be a challenge, but it's a fun one.
This one was page 94, and the word was promised.
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