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Jerrad Johnson Jan 2018
We are pack
United as one, we attack
Nothing can stand before the wolf pack

A pack united is unstoppable
But a lone wolf is trivial

End to end, we ruled the map
If you thought you were free, it was only a trap
And if were satiated, we might even cap

But there was a shift in power, and the STDs ruled from above
Death poured down from on high
And "cancer" was written in the sky

These big guns divided the pack
We became lone wolves, and trivial
We cannot stand before this attack

We remember when we were united as a wolf pack
We were pack
Sol Jan 2015
You were always so critical of yourself.

You hated your legs and called them sticks but to me they were a forest I'd like to soon get lost in.

You likened your love to a candle but this candle was my sun.

You said your voice was a soft purr but to me it was a roar that was heard on every ******* frequency from dogs to whales.

In truth we are nothing, nothing but buzzing among the endless sounds of the macrocosmos. But to one you are everything and that was all that mattered.
wuuuuuuut
The voice inside my head
claims he's me
claims I'm the one who's dead
claims it's his body

The voice in my mind
thinks he's gone mad
thinks I'm the voice confined
thinks I'm stealing the life he had

The voice from the past
won't let go of its crimes
won't understand this can't last
won't believe these are different times
A short poem about how Lews Therin Telamon was convinced that Rand al'Thor was a voice in his head.
I’m no lord
I’ve got more respect for myself than that
a fancy title
means ridiculously little in real combat

I’m a general
because I’m not as good at running as I thought
I’ll fight though
no sense in making the suffering from before for naught

I’m no ****** hero
I’m no flaming idiot set up for suffering and despair
I know those stories
but I feel like I was dealt a hand just as unfair

I’m a married man
which I’m still not really sure why or how
it’s a welcome change though
and perhaps not the only one I should allow
a character study of mat cauthon from the wheel of time
hushhush Jul 2014
Now the love has left me,
And you're nothing more than human,
(Though I would not call you any less),
You're nothing more than human.

And now the charm has gone,
He too was nothing but distraction,
And faith would never come...

Now the hope is gone,
And even depression,
Obsession,
And desperation have left me.

Since my future never existed,
And faith would never come.

Now I have no calling,
Hardly knowing what to call myself.

Now I have nothing to wait for,
Now I have no meaning,
Now that I long for nothing,

I cannot call myself an artist,
And hardly call myself a student,
Now I am no poet, no dancer or musician,
For I have no substance
from which to build from.

Now that tears have left me,
Both from joy and from sadness,
I am nothing but a human.

And never before have I felt so lost.
Just a sort of draft, will change, hrfbjhrbkbkb, just a rubbishy short one.

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