From sleeping in streets to walking miles alone I have come to a direction the page just cannot follow my friends .
I have chased the bottom of a glass since I was fifteen and that was to far to be anything more than a blurred memory.
And to the times that seemed to matter.
Now only to those who haven't lived my existence a lone wolf knows no true direction just simply howls to let the others know he does still exist.
Are words betray us and then eventually it all fades .
I'm not the act I'm the delusion that fueled a ego now left to wither a dead tree in a forest of many .
None will recall but far to many will simply use ******** when facts get in there way of a good story .
Tonight I sat under a full moon and howled as the wolves often do.
There was only silence that followed the eco .
Even the lost know there is no hope for the madness .
When your words betray you and only a dead tree remains.
Maybe another time the stars will find me in good favor .
And like those around tonight will listen and only stay silent to the lone wolfs howl.
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 4:44 AM UTC
From sleeping in streets to walking miles alone I have come to a direction the page just cannot follow my friends .
I have chased the bottom of a glass since I was fifteen and that was to far to be anything more than a blurred memory.
And to the times that seemed to matter.
Now only to those who haven't lived my existence a lone wolf knows no true direction just simply howls to let the others know he does still exist.
Are words betray us and then eventually it all fades .
I'm not the act I'm the delusion that fueled a ego now left to wither a dead tree in a forest of many .
None will recall but far to many will simply use ******** when facts get in there way of a good story .
Tonight I sat under a full moon and howled as the wolves often do.
There was only silence that followed the eco .
Even the lost know there is no hope for the madness .
When your words betray you and only a dead tree remains.
Maybe another time the stars will find me in good favor .
And like those around tonight will listen and only stay silent to the lone wolfs howl.
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