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#theboywhocriedwolf
Closer, That's how the darkness approaches, Farther, That's where I'm drifting in this coldness, Darker, Where has the light gone? Colder, How long have the blinds been drawn? Happiness, A mask of easy deception, Loneliness, What lies beneath the protection, Tears, My bitter lullaby, Fears, Is this how I die? Pain, This emptiness inside, Shame, What more have I to hide? Break, I can't hold on any longer, Shatter, There's nothing left to squander. Behind the smiles and sunshine, she broke. Every word, every pain passed off as drama, every crack that spiderwebbed through her broken heart...because there was always a wolf. Some people were just to blind to see it. THEY BROKE HER...AND NOW, THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAVE.
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Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 3:12 PM UTC
There Was Always A Wolf
I'm so much like the boy who cried wolf. Just like him, it all began as a joke. As I repeated my musings, Over and over, My words meant so much less to those who heard them. Then, All so suddenly, Those words came crashing down on me. The letters drew tears that stained my cheeks, The syllables burnt in my throat. All the times I asked for the world to **** me, It was killing me in so many ways. So now I'm staring into the golden eyes of my very own wolf, And I realise that, Like the lies of the boy, I was the one who hurt myself.
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Sep 11, 2017
Sep 11, 2017 at 8:18 AM UTC
golden eyes