Wolfey

Wolfey Jul 2014

You're stuck in a daydream that once was
Out of love, I just can't seem to listen
Until I say yes, your world just isn't livable
Raised to keep everything inside I hunker down in dread
Enough words to keep my head spinning, to keep my voices screaming

Hungry for my soul you search for the good within, only to bring up dust
Ubiquarian. You say I never leave your mind.
Regretting from the beginning I began to turn away
Terrified and .. clingy. You rush to my being
Idiothermous is what I can not be
Never has someone desired for my burning touch
Grabbing at every little affection I throw, like you

Masked in silence I watch you crumble
Ebullition will be the finale

| Acrostic Poem |

Wolfey Feb 2014

Where art thy Beauty?

I seem to lack a sense.
I missed a very important date today.
Today we'd sit underneath the tree,
observing around us.
We'd make shapes in the dirt with our fingers,
break sticks till they crumbled,
unnoticed beneath our fingers.
I miss your face.
I'm sorry,
let me make it up to you?

To you, h.w. Let me make it up J'adore

Wolfey Feb 2014

Used

We used to be bestfriends.
We used to write to eachother who'd we be if we could have chosen ourselves.
We used to hangout everyday,
the anxiety instantly dripping away.
Because we just didn't care.
We used to talk about all our problems and ways we can fix eachother.
We used to ditch class to talk humbly.
We'd take pictures and have irritation when someone would steal our spot.
Even in the large,
rough grounded place.
We sat leg to leg.
Shoulder to shoulder.
We used to listent to music and fight the urge to scream.
We used to be so close.
Your the Beauty and I'm the Beast.

To Someone special. H.W.

Wolfey Feb 2014

Doomed

Darkness lurks in every corner of the corridor.
Screeching cries are echoed within the vacant halls.
Bird feathers are like bread crumbs,
leading you to appall.
The smell of chlorofor is mild.
Stinging your nostrils,
water forms behind your eyes.
This forbidden place...
Is doomed.

Wolfey Feb 2014

Move Heaven & Earth

I've tried so hard lately.
To be what you want me to be.
I've put everyone ahead of me,
making me last on the list.
Fasting has become a habit...
An unhealthy one.
I no longer feel the corner of my lips curl up anymore.
I don't feel that rumble in my chest when I laugh.
I don't hear my heart beat within my ears.
I'm lost,
I try.
I'm scared,
I try.
They quit,
I try.
I fall,
I try.
I get back up.
What's the meaning of trying when your pushed back down?

Wolfey Jan 2014

Clarity

I wish I didn't need you.
Wish you didn't make me smile the way you do.
Maybe someday my heart would stop beating for you.
That'd probably also be my last day.
Why are you my clarity?
Your the blood and poison that runs through my veins.
Your the one who plays my heart to every beat.
Your my stimulation.
My muse.
My almost lover ...

Wolfey Jan 2014

Snow

I sit here in class, headphones in, mind out.
I have a clear view of outside.
It looks quiet, peaceful.
The trees are dead and leavless,
yet they still hold their meaning of life.
The ground is moist with rain.
The tables are pointless to seat on.
You already know it cold outside,
that your going to be shivering the instant you open the door.
The cold air and aroma of rain first hits your face.
You shiver in delight,
the cold is actually warming.
Does that make sense?
It stopped raining, now.
The bell rung.
I hope you all get drenched.