She had a dark soul.
Sadness devoured her heart and ate her spirit,
Yet she glowed.
Bringing light to everything she touched.
She had eyes that could darken the depth of the ocean,
And a smile that outshone the brightest star.
She was sad,
But her sadness was beautiful.

We sowed, we watched it grow.
Pretentious, We watched it from a distance.

The flowers bloomed a fake velvet, with the  scent of fake daisies. Pretentious, We watched it from a distance.

The leaves soon withered a fake brown, crumbling down one by one. Pretentious, we watched from a distance.

Soon there was nothing left but the fake smell of withering and dead flowers.

My fake plants died because I refused to pretend to water them anymore.

I want you for the summer.
Something short and so memorable that it leaves you wondering,
You're plagued with memories and longings soo deep,
That it scars your soul forever.
But you see the beauty in the scars,
The beauty in not knowing what could have been,
The beauty in craving what will never be

             Lisa X wolf

We walk this path alone, you my friend and I
I trust no one else to walk this journey with me
In front of me when it gets tough,
Beside me when it gets lonely
Behind me to push me on
Beneath me to carry me through
Best friends when its bright
And enemies when it gets dark
I tried to hide and run from you
But find I have alot to loose
I realise there's nothing I can do,
Without my shadow to walk this lonely path with me.

Inspired by Chayenne David

wolf

Her hair was scattered, the wind blew it all over the place, she hated that

She often covered her eyes with locks of her long brown hair to avoid the attention her deep blue eyes bring

She covered her long enchanting legs in thick wool stockings, she thought her legs were ugly

I watched her from a corner, this beautiful piece of art hiding behind her fear of public opinion

Her long brown dreaded hair, her deep blue eyes, her long legs, her deep brown skin....all made her a goddess

But she never knew, because she was always afraid of the way it made people look at her

They worshipped her and she didn't know.

She didn't love herself the way i loved her.

wolf

Looking at the sky. I see your spirit move

On with the wind, free like the butterfly

You always said you loved the air. The freedom it brings

I never wanted you to go but your spirit has always been free

Sometimes its not goodbye, its see you in a better place

I close my eyes and feel you with me

A soft kiss presses against my cheek and I know you're with me

I will not cry when I think of you or feel sad remembering your smile

Till I see you again, I wont stop looking for the wind.

   wolf

The scenery is pure white, bright with emptiness

Slow breaths, slow steps as i watch my mind fly over the horizon

The wind feels warm, softly it caresses my pale face

As I feel the darkness rising, my white fading to a crimson black

Slowly I feel the pressure choking me

No reason to breathe, I let the darkness swallow me

I have no fear, I accept this wretched fate

For I know out of the ashes I will rise, like a black phoenix.