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Jul 2017 · 264
Twin Flame
Wolfey Jul 2017
Today I officially said those words
we so desperately needed to hear
The words were on the tip of my tongue
but my mouth couldn't open
I started out with
"You know I love you right?"
Because I had to make sure you knew
Not just before, but even now
Your eyes changed attitude
your voice became blank
You assumed what path I'd taken us on
I reluctantly continued my words
Feeling like every word ripped you farther away from me
But you agreed
Although your eyes screamed a different story
You smiled
Said you weren't dying inside
So I leaned against you,
hoping you'd feel the connection and love between us
rushing from electron to electron
faster than ever
The understanding we have for one each other
In pain and in desire
We're forever bonded in love, friendship
and in difference

*I love you
To my Twin Flame
Jun 2017 · 354
Book
Wolfey Jun 2017
It started as 21 questions.
We'd ask each other what we were afraid to speak openly

We admit we're not great at relationships
but don't understand that in that moment,
we created a surging bond between our two hearts.

Your touch was like fire,
mine ice.

Our kisses never soft
Your lips penetrated the deepest parts of my soul
Your brown eyes sparkled with desire

You took a part of me
Physically and emotionally

As I was suddenly finding myself falling
You were on a different cloud,
visiting another angel.

You saw me, rib cage open
Heart hopeful

So you took your bow and arrow,
and shot me out of the sky.

In your arms I lay bleeding.
You whisper you love me,

as your arrow take away your part of me,
draining this void you once began to fill.

Tears leave my eyes as you gently place a kiss on my forehead,
sending my body back up to the skies.

But now I continue to float endlessly.
Watching my surroundings change,
fill with clouds and spaces of air

but inside,
I feel empty, unmoving.

I thought my life was a book,
one people wanted to read and

maybe find a new way of life.
A happier way of life.

But now it seems,
my life is an acoustic song,
only filled with tragedies.
A.S.
May 2017 · 274
Alive
Wolfey May 2017
There are no words to describe the emotions rushing through my head
But I can give you a glimpse
Of what I'm battling on the inside

Smile wide
but it doesn't reach my eyes
Eat more
eat less
either way I'm skin and bones

Silence covers my blaring screams
A cage wrapped around my mind
Enclosing nothing and everything

The future seems dark
almost untouchable

I run miles each day
chasing day dreams

Just dreams

My heart pounds
but is it really mine?

An hand comes and grasps it tightly
taking a bite

Mouth full of ash and ice
it repulses
Throwing my heart to the ground

I hate to admit it
but that's the only time I've felt alive.
Jan 2017 · 255
Distance
Wolfey Jan 2017
Tonight, I'm regretting so many things
Things from the past, things already done
Old lovers whose hearts I broke
But who are now happy, smiling and prospering in their own lives
I can't help but look down and notice I'm in the familiar grounds of woe
Stuck
I know I'm a monster
A beast given too many chances to count on a clawed hand
My desires have deprived me of the knowledge I needed to learn
I'm left here burned, scarred
Not by them, but by me
Consumed by meaningless apologies
Sorries I'll never admit
I don't want to become a raging fire
No not anymore
I want to find the light they're so in love with
I want to fight myself to find my way
I need to distance myself from the dark part of me
The part of me that wants more
Then wants less
I need to erase the bad and accept the good
Forget my wrong and try to build my right
I'm dying because of this demon inside
No one can see it
But I can feel it
Distance is the only way
Jan 2017 · 283
Change
Wolfey Jan 2017
I want to change.
I want to feel it rushing through my veins,
growing in my bones
and threading through my thoughts.
I want to change for better this time,
rather than worse.
I want to change in a way not only I notice.
Strangers will look at me and think
"She's a new person now, look at her aura"
I want to prove to my surroundings that I can bare to be compos mentis.
Mother nature will close around me in a way I can finally understand.
Stress is no longer an obstacle but an opportunity.
Uncertainty is no longer scary, but alluring.
I can't stand to see my time go wasted.
Chances never taken.
My mind, body and soul will be one,
not three.
To change.
Dec 2016 · 410
Artic Willow
Wolfey Dec 2016
We left without a goodbye. Reasons, I don't care to remember at this point. I hurt your delicate soul. You were warned too late. I can't even begin an apology letter because I don't deserve your forgiveness.
If you think I am any happier than I was before I met you, you're sadly mistaken. You believe that hand is of another women, no my sweetness.
It is my creators hand. The only person I haven't destroyed because well, how could anyone destroy their own mother..
You fell for a cold-hearted monster, I'm sorry. You didn't deserve any of the pain I gave you, but you took it anyway and let me spoil you more. I believe you deserve what the world has to offer, but my darling, I am not a creature of this planet, I can not give what is not mine.
I would regret it so much if you were to not smile everyday. Because you have a warm heart, a good soul. You were an arctic willow in my garden of darkness.
I'm sorry I couldn't keep you living inside my hollow world of forgotten things.. You are not a stupid girl. In fact, believe me when I say you did the greatest thing by letting this shadow go.
I will forever remember the way I made you feel. Because I could brighten up someone else when I couldn't even brighten myself.
You will always be a stitch in my soul that could never be undone. I am grateful to have meet you, my sweet arctic willow.
An old poem to an old spark.
Nov 2016 · 690
Extra Effort
Wolfey Nov 2016
I've been more distant tha usual
One word replies
There's an extra effort to make a conversation
And to keep it going
Our good nights are no longer anticipated
We no longer fall asleep on video
Hours at a time
Our everyday convos get shorter and shorter
My want to stay silent grows stronger

There's an extra effort from you to express your love
An extra effort from me to be an cold ***
Guilt rushes in and quickly goes when I don't say I love you back
Distance is my new best friend

You say you know
But you don't know how much I want to be honest
You don't know that the feeling of desire is slowly fading
I won't tell you
I'll just let you assume and guess
I'm getting a bit dreary of this effort
This effort to stay in love
Nov 2016 · 514
For now
Wolfey Nov 2016
We would be walking in the chilly air.
Soft and frequent cheers from young monsters and fairies
The common 'trick or treat' as a door becomes ajar
We would be a pair
You'll complete mine
And I'll complete yours
An occasional scare from a ****** clown or beast
Brings me closer to your warmth
We ditch the crowded sidewalks for a cozy bed
Accompanied by hot cocoa and a fuzzy blanket
An endless amount of Halloween themed movies
Starting with The Nightmare Before Christmas
Ending with gore and guts
My eyes sheltered by your chest
We'd look back at the pictures taken
Printing them on the Polaroid
Our memories on paper
You'd pull me closer
Tell me how sweet I smell
I'd giggle and deny it
Slowly but surely our eyelids begin to weigh
We finally succumb to the unwanted
but needed, sleep
Our nightmares subdued by the feeling of being next to one another
But sadly...
I'm here
Listening to the leaves sway outside
You're there
Probably playing a game,
yelling at your TV
All I can do is express the desires for us,
**for now
To my Ursidae. Sorry that I'm not in your embrace tonight. Happy Halloween
Oct 2016 · 264
Tipsy
Wolfey Oct 2016
I won't admit it
I'm tipsy tonight

So I'll bite my tongue as my insides churn
My mind races and skids

I don't want to hear your words
I don't want your embrace
I'm lost in my own world
Reality and imagination collide into one

My hands shake from not eating
The ethanol is pushing its way through my veins
Invading my thoughts and heartbeat
My pulse slows

I won't admit it
I'm a bit tipsier than I should be

My emotions slowly fade
A foggy brain emerges in its place
I can't help but think of the future
A shot glass to every beginning
And end

I sink deeper into the temptation
Sip by sip
My body begins to lose its control
As warm liquid fills my blood and lungs

I won't admit it
But instead of your kiss
Its the glass that touches my lips
Oct 2016 · 287
Ethanol
Wolfey Oct 2016
The only one left listening is you.
You warm my blood and sting my throat as you ease my pain
The stronger you are the more you take away...
You caress my body as it begins to sway
Heating it with your very touch

You feel familiar in the pit of my stomach
Better than butterflies
My heart races just inhaling you
My dear friend, ethanol...
To my dear best friend, ethanol.
Aug 2016 · 272
Aloof
Wolfey Aug 2016
I don't know
what it is that makes me so much like a wall
Something people like to lean against for balance
but
then it becomes a crazy request when the words begin to build
I'm tired
Not physically
I'm not sure mentally either...
I'm tired of laughing when all I can think about is the darkness
I'm tired of sleeping when all I dream of are my worst fears awake
I'm tired of waking up just wanting to curl over
and to just close my eyes again
I'm tired of feeling something then suddenly having it ripped away
ripped away by some invisible entity called depression
I can kiss and feel nothing at all
I can lay quietly and have a whole war of words and imagination
battling without a word or reason  
I can blink and feel an inevitable amount of grief pass by
I can breath for hours
then suddenly want to take the air from others
I feel like I'm in a cycle of tired, okay, tired, not okay, okay...
tired
Sometimes
I can yearn for such a love
And hate just that moments later
I'm confused at myself
Confused at my emotions
Confused at my heart and head
Confused at why I feel so...

*Aloof
Dec 2015 · 290
Pages
Wolfey Dec 2015
The clocks strikes louder than usual.
As I lay here on this cold, hard floor.
Your words replaying like a tune on repeat.
Silent scenes playing on the blank wall.
Sleepless nights full of tossing and turning,
one leg in, one out.
The feeling of seeing someone you love
love someone else,
haunting your mind that's already on edge.
Your mind that has thoughts of the hollow tree outside,
freezing from the outside in.
Branches weeping with each breeze...
Leaves letting go as they fall helplessly.
Suddenly the tree begins to tumble beneath the hail of pain.
Rays of sadness leaking through and spilling onto the pages of life.
The pages you so long kept dry.
Feb 2015 · 246
Small
Wolfey Feb 2015
I feel smaller than usual.
Not the average quote
"why are you so small"
Not the daily struggles to reach the top shelf..
No. I felt smaller inside myself.
I tried to grasp the feeling and give it meaning
but the more I tried to understand,
the more it slid between my fingers.
I would sit in isolation.
Burying my thoughts deeper and deeper in the abyss I call my mind.
I couldn't get out.
I'd pace, thinking of a excuse of why I act so.
My mind wouldn't repress.
Everything began to hit me at once.
Hard
It worked its way through my skin, my blood, then to my bones.
At that moment. I became small.
Avoiding thoughts of any kind was forbidden.
When you're small.
Your body wakes up small.
And falls asleep small.
You can feel it in every ounce of your body,
burning away every other feeling you were feeling then and now.
I can't say I am okay.
I can't say you'll become yourself again.
Because I'm not.
I'll always feel and always be
*small
Jan 2015 · 335
Derive Home
Wolfey Jan 2015
Eleven months.
Three hundred and sixty two days.

I was never sure if I could be wounded any more.
But I could.
And I was.
She left me on her birth day.
A quite one it was that year.
I asked around.
You undeniably left me.
It happened before,
but like this?
I couldn't remember the last time it felt like I stuck my heart into a burning *** of oil.
I could recall it hurt.
Not like this
You asked me to wait for you.
That you'd get better after just a few months.
You said you had to get help.
You were forced.
They took you away from me.
I wanted to run to you but you told me to stay.
I was useless, like a queen exposed.
Checkmate
I was stripped of my footpath and contentment.
I was left searching.
Searching for the reasons you told me I'd have to bleed for.
The reasons why you were gone.
I picked up each broken glass,
bit by bit.
My heart and mind ached to hear your voice.
To see your face.
To hug you.
I wanted to feel closure while you gone.
But then you vanished.

Eight Hours Apart

You were only eight hours away from me.
Yet I couldn't feel your presence encircling me anymore.
You no longer held onto my dreams and whispered sweet words.
I would feel little when I could feel your tears drop to the floor.
I felt like a bean compared to your garden of pain.
Though, I sprouted through.
I worked through the hurt,
stitching it
one by one
into myself.
Repairing the once empty space with ruin, understanding and martyr.

Three Days Away**

Being apart,
had unmistakably killed the living thing you call a soul
inside me.
It ate at me until I finally released it from hunger.
It didn't shine nor buzz.
I was lost,
but I don't want to be found.
The great and Almighty were washed away from yesterdays glass.
Three days.
Omma.
Jul 2014 · 388
Let Me In
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 |
Feb 2014 · 407
Where art thy Beauty?
Wolfey Feb 2014
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
Feb 2014 · 2.0k
Used
Wolfey Feb 2014
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.
Feb 2014 · 592
Doomed
Wolfey Feb 2014
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.
Feb 2014 · 502
Move Heaven & Earth
Wolfey Feb 2014
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?
Jan 2014 · 602
Clarity
Wolfey Jan 2014
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 ...
Jan 2014 · 407
Snow
Wolfey Jan 2014
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.
Nov 2013 · 362
By The Way
Wolfey Nov 2013
Lately times haven't been great.
Silent wheels screeching, killing inside my mind.
I can't say I am who I was.
For good.
Or for worse...
I'm completely broken, bruised.
I am little.
I am scared.
I can't stop once I've started,
refuse.
You say I am different.
That I won't hurt you like the rest...
I warned you, that I always stay the same.
Oct 2013 · 522
What Now
Wolfey Oct 2013
What now?
Please tell me.
Why am I here?
Who am I?
I am lost in a jungle of dark, radioactive killing machines.
No feelings,
no sound.
Silence rings along the ****** ground.
Stumbling back acid like branches,
hitting me.
I don't know where to go.
I dont know...
Please tell me...
WHAT NOW!
Oct 2013 · 630
Fall
Wolfey Oct 2013
Whispering willows,
slowly singing a euphony.
Cries loud enough to hear through soundproof walls
and covered vents.
Leaves that fall to their death.
Only to be then shattered beneath a plastic,
sadistic platinum foot.
Sad trees no longer visioning its "Great Perhaps"
A cup of tea sipped every second to Pluto,
who has tragically been disclaimed as a brother,
and back.
No long wondering who and why,
when and where.
Indebtedness being a rare occasion.
The colors of summer,
adapt to the mourning sun.
Fall has come.
Where reincarnation is now the cycle of life.
Oct 2013 · 227
Untitled
Wolfey Oct 2013
I'm Fine
Wolfey Oct 2013
Being as high as I am,
I feel pretty **** low.
Manipulated to the point of not knowing right,
from wrong.
Family secrets unraveling slowly like a snake from sleep.
Poisonous fangs shooting out like lies.
Killing.
I'm no ones baby girl anymore.
I've become the monster hidden beneath my bed.
I'm an emotion disaster killing every living organism in my path.
Fall in love too slow,
too fast.
Have 991 on speed dial because sometimes,
the other half comes out.
No sleep,
no serenity,
no hope.
Satan's music blast through my devil ears,
sinning to the point being an angel,
is the worst in the book.
It crashed hard.
I could barely breath..
I've learned to use my heart when needed.
I've forgotten how.
For being as high as I am,
why do you make me so low?
Oct 2013 · 971
Love To My Cobain
Wolfey Oct 2013
I wish I had you.
Wish you could see me when I feel pretty
(Which is a rare occasion)
I want you to take wacky photos with me.
I wish you'd see the way I look at you.
Hear the way my heart screams out your name.
I wish your lips would meet mine again..
I want your kisses again.
Every song reminds me of you.
A memory too great to forget and too painful to remember.
Cuddling on your silky soft bed,
whispering how much we love each other.
The 3rd Soft Kitty song done slow.
When I look in the mirror,
I wish you were behind me,
staring back.
I want to play video games and act like kids who never knew what living meant!
I want you to compliment me when you want me to hurry up.
I want someone to dress up for.
I want your love.
Your heart,
your soul.
I wish I (h)ad you.
Sep 2013 · 576
I Am Not God.
Wolfey Sep 2013
Lately. People have begun to believe I am God.
What a demented idea!
Last time I checked,
I ***,
I cry,
I laugh,
I bleed.
Just like the rest of yer!
No, they don't believe I have some mighty,
unnatural power.
They believe my hands are big enough to carry every ones complication.
I have my own problems,
but i am very ..
compassionate.
I can get hurt.
I bleed when I fall down or cry when I see a sad sob movie.
I may look strong and content on the inside.
But no one can see the repulsive, crestfallen deliberation inside in my head.
Sep 2013 · 1.2k
Late Night Tears
Wolfey Sep 2013
Late night tears are hidden.
In a solid yet soft white blank pillow.
Words whispered in gratitude and longing..
Where has time gone?
I miss the way your lips search for mine,
during endless mazes.
Your voice has entwined itself into my blood stream;
bringing me back to life.
I can't help but wonder.
Have you ever shed tears for me?
Does your heart ever urn for my touch?
Does your mind ever miss my harmonic voice,
the sleepless nights my face is plastered in front of your eyes.
These late night tears are falling silently,
against your bare,
warm chest.
Jun 2013 · 221
Untitled
Wolfey Jun 2013
I hate life .
Jun 2013 · 524
Hate
Wolfey Jun 2013
I feel hate.
You feel love.
You make conversation.
I simply walk away.
No words said.
I can't stand to see the sight of love ..
While you thrive on it.
I live in the moment of death.
You live life.
Your happy.
I'm sad.
You live in the Milky Way
While I'm lost in the galaxy ..
Jun 2013 · 983
I can't wait
Wolfey Jun 2013
I can't wait for you to notice me.
I can't wait to spend hours on the phone.
I can't wait for the butterflies to erupt.
I can't wait for you to laugh at my stupidness.
I can't wait for the late night walks,
hand in hand.
I can't wait for the lonely yet romantic kisses.
I can't wait for the cute, ******* photos that I'll remember.
I can't wait to make memories that will never be forgotten.
I can't wait for 'friendly' touching.
I can't wait to fall.
I can't wait for you to say 'I love you'.
I can't wait to say it back.
I can't wait to get heartbroken.
I can't wait for the tears and agony.
I can't wait for the moment your forget me.
I can't wait for the times I can't forget you.
I can't wait for you to actually remember me.
I can't wait for you to say you miss me.
But what I can't wait for most,
is when I fall back in love with you all over again.
Jun 2013 · 683
I doubt
Wolfey Jun 2013
Shaking violently,
My mind whispers your name.
I will dream of you tonight,
My darling.
Yet I bet I never pass through your thoughts.
You never smile at my texts or wish I was there
You don't do you ?
I doubt it.
I doubt your dreams are filled of me.
I doubt your smiles are meant for me.
I doubt you want to hold me in your arms.
I doubt you'll ever love me like I love you .
May 2013 · 1.0k
You Are The Heart ∞♥
Wolfey May 2013
Would you even miss me?
You are the heart,
that beats inside of me.
If you give up tonight,
you give up on me.
I can't let you go.
Your perfect flaws.
Your cheesy smile.
Your weird ways and sassy remarks.
You are not alone
May 2013 · 415
Sleep
Wolfey May 2013
I can barely sleep at night.
Your voice echos in my mind,
your face burned into my head.
I toss and turn because I can't get comfortable..
Unless your by my side.
Keep me safe and sing me a lullaby.
Because without you,
my body doesn't want to quit
May 2013 · 516
Paint The Canvas
Wolfey May 2013
Paint the canvas black and call it good.
Slowly kiss me goodbye.
When the sun shines, I will be gone.
No more midnight calls, endless playtime.
I will soon be dust, just like the rest of the broken hearts..
May 2013 · 2.0k
Purple
Wolfey May 2013
Purple was my favorite colour as a little girl.
It was probably every little girls SECOND colour.
I always thought pink was too girly
and too happy.
I liked purple because it was bolder,
manlier.
But ever since Justin Bieber's favorite colour is now purple...
Purple will never be my favorite colour again.
May 2013 · 534
The Way
Wolfey May 2013
Come closer.
Your green and hazel eyes bright in the suns reflection.
Hold my hand and kiss it gently.
Tell me that you've had enough.
Of our love..
I love the way your smile bursts into starlight
The way your laugh makes the lights on the door light up!
The way my fingers feel when they run through your blonde soft hair.
I love the way you hug me tight,
you don't care when I don't let go.
The way your body fits perfectly with mine
I can't say I love you.
But you can say you adore me.
The way your lips trace the outline of mine.
Your hands gripping my body as if your were molding a clay body of me.
Your large hands wrap around my small ones.
I love you.
You Adore me.
May 2013 · 398
Outside
Wolfey May 2013
I'll never be able to fit in the outside world.
It's not something I want to be part of.
I'd rather stay inside,
listen to music and write.
My broken heart hates to see the light of day.
It's dark inside..
No one to make conversation with.
No cars to drive next to.
I can't forget my way home if I'm already there...
The sun can't shine through and
burn my eyes.
There's no reason for me to get up.
No reason to get up and say 'let's go out'
If I go outside,
I will see the world that I once knew.
The world that now is a crazy house.
That's crumbling
and destroying itself piece by piece.
I can't go outside.
It will just tear me apart even more.
Mar 2013 · 459
Pathetic Beast
Wolfey Mar 2013
Talking to shadows that race across your ceiling.
The only company you have these days.
Take a whiff of Jack just to get that rushing feeling.
You go through your day in a phase.

Your dying slowly, but it goes unnoticed.
Your not supposed to be seen.
Heard.
Or acknowledged at the least.
Your a nobody remember?
Your just a pathetic beast.
Mar 2013 · 314
Listen to the Heart
Wolfey Mar 2013
Lay upon the shallow earth.
Listen to the beat of its heart
Figure out what it's worth.
As your two worlds part.
Mar 2013 · 444
Do you know ?
Wolfey Mar 2013
Do you know what it's like to not be able to look at a sharp object without thinking of the pain it could give you?
To slightly press your nails into your skin when you feel anxious?
Just urning for a blade?
Maybe bleach?
Just something relieving.
I know.
I can't go one day without thinking of the razor.
I feel like my senses are high and ready when I hear scissors cutting paper.
Wonder what they'd be like cutting my skin ..
I don't want this mind you know.
It's just the way I think.
Some may call me crazy or* emo
*But I'm jut Destinee.
Looking for a way to feel something.
Wanting the reminder that I am a human being and I can still feel.
Can't I ..?
Mar 2013 · 635
Friend
Wolfey Mar 2013
Fresh red scars lay upon the right side of my stomach.
They weren't too large.
Weren't too deep.
12 lines that  weren't perfectly horizontal.
They let me feel.
Feel the feeling of something else than nothing.

Sore.

I cring as I place my purple tank top on.
Covering the crime that I commit more than once.
During the day I don't even remember them.
Until I place a binder against them.
They scream in pain, I wince just slightly.
Then soon welcoming the pain, yet its comfortable.

Relief.

Even though its not the right way to handle things.
Can you blame me for still wanting to feel?
My life has been a struggle for my entire life.
At first, I thought there was no other way to handle the pain.
Thought I just had to deal and let myself suffer.
But then an idea clicked in my messed up mind.

Razor.

The first time it met my skin, I was nervous.
Scared to see the blood rush down my arm and drip .
It hurt at first, my teeth clenched.
But soon the numb came.
And that's when I knew.
I had made a

Friend.
Mar 2013 · 437
Rest
Wolfey Mar 2013
Live in my world,
Watch through my eyes.
Hear the thoughts
and listen to the lies ..
To feel the pain and agony which consumes my soul.
The dead,
cold heart in my chest.
That will soon lay me to rest
Mar 2013 · 374
Breaking
Wolfey Mar 2013
Have you ever felt yourself breaking?
Knowing it was coming
And there was nothing you could do about it.
You feel yourself sinking closer,
deeper into the darkness..
You just feel depressed.
For no apparent reason!
Why?
Why do we feel like this?
Why do you feel like we want to die.
That we are ready to give up.
There's no hope for happiness anymore.
For heavens sake we barely remember what laughing feels like!!
Let alone happiness..
Mar 2013 · 530
Under The Sea
Wolfey Mar 2013
The warm water rushes through your hair.
You look up,
seeing the sun glimmer across the surface of the water.
Your body propels upward,
breaking through the water and into the cold air.
You feel free.
You want to take the chance,
go near shore.
You have nothing to lose,
so you swim.
Your mouth and under covered by the aqua water.
You see men,
working.
Walking.
You look at my your pearly white tail.
You lean on your palm,
sighing.
You could watch them all day.
Until a guy caught your eye.
Dark hair,
and a pair of dark eyes to match.
His hair lays infront of his face.
You watch him closely,
the way his muscles flex when he picks up some type of square.
A bax ?
No No .
Box! That's it.
You were zoning out when his eyes moved towards you.
You gasped,
wide mouth.
His eyes widen.
You slowly back away,
and when you see him walk closer to the edge,
you swim away.
Your tail flapping water at his face.
You went lower in the water,
you could see the faint figure of his face.
When  you said you had nothing to lose..
I guess that didn't mean that was your heart !
Mar 2013 · 431
Want
Wolfey Mar 2013
I want you close.
Want your warm body next to mine.
I want to taste your lips.
Want your skin against mine.
I want our bodies to collide,
be one.
Mar 2013 · 2.1k
Brownish-Green Eyes
Wolfey Mar 2013
Your brownish-green eyes are my favorite.
They hold me in a trance,
make my heart flutter.
I want to hate you ..
Your browinsh-green eyes are ones that players behold.
I hate that whenever I'm in a crowd,
your always the one I first look for.
Whenever your next to me,
I have to fight myself to not take a glance.
I hate the way you cause me so much agony and pain yet,
you always occupy my mind.
When I try to date someone else,
they remind me of you.
But now I remember.
You never cared.
I was only a game.
And sadly,
you won.
I'm dying slowly,
using my energy to keep you near.
You hurt be dearly darling.
Your the reason for my tears.
The reason for the scars on my body.
It pains me to even look into your brownish-green eyes.
Because I know that if I do,
I will fall once again...
Mar 2013 · 2.0k
Complicated
Wolfey Mar 2013
I can't explain any of the pain I go through.
Either its too much,
or you wouldn't understand.
Probably the second one.
I'm a complicated person.
I get confused easily,
about MANY things.
Sometimes,
I can be the happiest person on earth,
and the next second,
I'm all depressed.
It's just the way I am.
Mar 2013 · 470
Love ?
Wolfey Mar 2013
I like to think of what it would be like to be loved.
Like REAL love.
No stupid,
one day,
crazy,
love.
I want the real thing.
Or maybe just a relationship with someone,
that will write me silly love poems,
play fight with me,
call me beautiful instead of hot.
Everyone says that you need love.
But what if it doesn't want you?
What then?
I've given up on the thought of love.
The thought that someone could love me,
make me feel like I'm worth something.
I've been hurt too much.
Wayyy to much.
So how can I trust myself when I let myself go through the pain ..
It's simple.
I don't.
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