"styron" poems
I'm very tired
And it's very late at night
My thoughts keep me up
It's getting harder to fight
I think about my failures
And everything I've done wrong
How I **** everything up
It's all a familiar song
My words are getting literal
I can't disguise my guilt
The hatred for myself
In every direction it's built
Well rhyming gets so hard
When I try to write my mind
Because I'm unable to find the words
That could shed light
Even without a rhyme or a rhythm I find it hard to articulate these dangerous thoughts I have. As many writers do, we have this sense of frustration because no combination of syllables can really portray the emptiness and sadness that lives in us. Styron called it "melancholia", but not even that will suffice.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
Your Toxin
Always
Brings Sorrows
Of The Undead
That Always
Keep Tears
Crying
For The Dead
Toxins
Perfume
Your Blood
With Staleness
Of The Night
Your Pawprints
Never Could
Be The Same
Without
Your Toxin
You Feel Pain
You Hold It
Like A
Child
That You Cannot
Hold On
Forever
~Paris Styron~
Toxic
Black Roses
Grind
Between
Your Furry
Toes
With Despair
With Grief
That Always
Bleeds
In My Heart
That Cannot
Grow Apart
I Am A
Leech
That Cannot
Go Away
Because
I Carry
Your Diseases
Away
Infected
Pawprint
Message Of
The Day
Of The Night
~Paris Styron~
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 7:52 AM UTC
Your Tears
Always Hanged
Next To Mine
By The Dark Moon
Always
A Needle
Pains Me Inside
Your Skull
Always Filled With
Tears
Mixed With Fears
That Always
Bled Blaring
Red
That Always
The Undead
Feed Upon
Your Screams
Fill My Life
With Terror
And Always
Filled With
Abandonment
Of Sorrows
Of The Night
©Lonewolf
~Paris Styron~
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
In The Snow
With Pawprints
Curled Up
In A Ball Of
Shame
Of Being The Strong
Of Being The Only
One Who
Shows My Difference
My Potential
Myself
I Do Not
Regret It
~Paris Styron~
I Hate
But I
Put A Steak
On The Table
With
Writing I
Turn Anger
Into Sympathy
I Turn
Cruelty
Into Kindness
I Turn Dead
Emotions Alive Again
~Paris Styron~
Pain On Paper
Is Like Reading
And Writing
Someone's Curse
They Had
In Their
Heart
~Paris Styron~
We All
Have Curse
Freedom
Is The
Gateway To Hell
According To The
Curse
~Paris Styron~
A Stable Curse
Stabilizes
Restrains
Chains
That Write
In Each Others
Names
That Where
Freedom Is
Chained
Therefore
Life
Is No Longer
Worth Living
A Voice
Of The Devil
Lingers
In Our Head
Not Our Heart
~Paris Styron~
Creativity
Is Reality
Is Our Soul
Of Our Creation
That Is
Written In Us
Somehow, Some
Way
That Makes Us
"Different"
We Are The Perfect
Of The Imperfection
~Paris Styron~
Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 1:59 PM UTC
found in Styron's darkness visible... he survived auschwitz... but said adieu to life: by throwing himself down a flight of stairs.
millennial, generation y, huh?!
also called the:
bearable heaviness of non-being...
say: survivors of auschwitz,
and apart from Kundera,
i'm fudged into this stealth-culprit
hangover...
and when i speak the native tongue
i use double emphasis...
everything suddenly becomes italic...
gówno... or **** teutonic: gavron, ja,
ich habbe schtabbe ga ga, magpie on
a licky-sticky schtaisse:
vroom bog-tie boom boom...
everntually language is just that:
magnifique sounds, mein herr,
be that a cello i hear?
nada... mindlessly i too
feigned a farting brigadier, farting into
a brass horn: worth a gingerbread /
pumpernickle marching rhythm.
yes, double emphasis in the native...
kosz (koš)... bin...
trza błagać... błagać!
o śmierć... beg for death...
but hetman cossak said smerc... and it
sounded altogether better.
a household argument,
after prawn-pasta was cooked throughout
an afternoon of general bewilderment:
a heap of pebbles makes more sense
than the Orion constelation...
given the mathematical approach
to the situation, and subsequent mapping...
because they really did drop a bomb on
Hiroshima and Nagasaki...
and that's why 21st creativity
is trapped in a hamster's routine...
karaoke is standard...
this insissting plagiaristic zeitgeist!
so i said: you really think you conquered
yapan? jesus, je suis, zeus, yesus, jamaican
jah jah *** buck...
rasta root mon, rasta root.
battered and bruised...
someohow this whole dating scene
passed me by...
and what happened to me aged
21... is strangely becoming the norm
of giving the circumstance:
i can't remember being of any age, particular.
the quicker argument would coincide with:
give me a machinegun, and march me into
a Latvian forest...
because, right now, it's
a scenario of being coerced into donning a leash
or more like a leech,
and an afternoon spent
pulverised by a pneumatic tsunami
of adverts... calling it a job done,
with a siberian brew: cow juice in
tea...
liquid werther's original.
Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
I Lurk
Within
The Stars
In Silence
I
Lurk
Within
Peoples'
Souls,
I Make
Them
Howl
My Name,
I Make
A Star
In
The Sky
Within
Their
Hearts
~Paris Styron~
Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
Life Is Like
A Video Game
You Work Hard
You Earn
Something
And Unlock
Something
And Possibly
Become A Leader
One Day
But,
An Expert
Was Once
A Beginner
A Follower
Which Lead
Him To
Determination
Hard workmanship
Commitment
And Like
A Chain
He Could
Have Stayed There
In The Chains
But,
He Left His Demise
And Found A Key
Way Out Of
Death
Or Maybe Regret
~Paris Styron~
You May Have
A Script
But,
That Does Not
Mean You Know
How To Use
It
~Paris Styron~
Do Not Love
Me
Because My Love
Is A Star That
Will Always Be
Wished Upon
My Love Is So Strong
You Will Turn Into Stone
If You Were To
Break My Heart
That Star Will Turn
Into Scars
That Will Shine Alone
That You Will
Later Realize
You Wish You Had Me
And, Still
Would Wish Upon
That Star
~Paris Styron~
Pain Is
A Gain
Of Progress
~Paris Styron~
Humiliation
Is A Form Of
Unitity
In Ones Self
One Step Closer
Of A Human Being
~Paris Styron~
Let The Writing
Talk, And Your Thoughts
Express
Let The Tears
Run Down
Your Face
That Covered
Pain
Now Tears Drop
To The Floor
Behind Doors
That Whats
Keep The Floors
Crying
~Paris Styron~
Loneliness
Is A Tool
Which Can Turn Into
Solitude
Thus A Piece Of Mind
~Paris Styron~
Music Is A Thing
Trapped Inside
A Man World
~Paris Styron~
I Will Be A Scar
That Is A Star
In Your Eyes
You Will Wish Upon
~Paris Styron~
Night Of The Coolness
Moon Of The Light
Carry My Sadness Away
Everyday
Every Night
From This Day On
~Paris Styron~
Carry Your
Sorrows With
Kindness
Not Anger,
Rage
Not Slaughter
~Paris Styron~
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 12:06 PM UTC
These Lands
Filled With
Blood,
Stains
All Over This
Place
That Was Abandoned
With
Their
Secrets Held
Here
For Centuries
Everyone
Thinks
Your A Monster
A Deviant
A Wolf
Just Alone
Here
Lying
Here To
Rot
You Are Not
Alone
You Are "Different
Than Others
That Is All"
~Paris Styron~
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 9:45 PM UTC
Tears Falling
With Blood
And My Tail
Just These
Nails These Claws
They
Have A Past
Written On Them
In Stone
Scarched Onto
The Present
These Nails
Walk
Walk So Much
Into The PawPrints
I Make
Thus Leading Into
The Future Which
Are Blank Snow
Covered Waiting
For Me To
Believe Try
To Take
A Chance
In Life
~Paris Styron~
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
Your Wings
Make Me Fly
And Cry
My Day
With Joy
Realizing That;
Life Is A Gift
From The Unknown
Of The Creator
We All Have
Wings
That Are Black
And
Ones That
Are White
You Must
Learn
From Them
Like A Bow And
Arrow
You Must
Learn
And Comprehend
The Day;
The Last Thing
Is To
Think
About Your
Day
Of What You
Have Done
To Learn
A Better
Tomorrow
~Paris Styron~
Your Wings
Carry
My Sadness
Away
And Bring
Tears
To My
Daring
Darling Eyes
Your Eyes
Hang
My Tears
With Yours
In My Wings
I Cherish
Those
Tears
Until The
End
Because Your
Tears
Will Never
Drop
The Same
As Another
Soul's
Tears
Would
Love
Until
The End
~Paris Styron~
When We
Love Someone
Our Tears
Mix With Sugar;
Of Happiness
And Joy
~Paris Styron~
As I
Take More
Pain
I Look
Into Your
Eyes
Of How
Your Soul
Really Is
~Paris Styron~
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 7:40 AM UTC
I Always
Felt
Like An
Old
Soul
Living
Among
The Young
Learning
From
Within
My Very
Old
So Called
Mind
And Heart
Howling
At
The Stars
Clawing
At The
Pain
So Called
Mud
I Deeply
Wollow
In
Aligned
With
The Old
Strong
Stood
Stars
That
People
Look
Upon
Because
Of
How
Far
Away
We Really
Are
From
The World
In The
Cold
Cruel
World
Of The
Unknown
Frozen
In Emotions
Of Despair
That
Perfume
And Freeze
Tears
We Are
Left
Behind
Our Skin
Kept
Us
Warm
On
The Outside
But
Not The
Inside
I Claw
At The
Sky
Wondering
Was
There
Peace
That
Aligned
The
Stars
Or Was
Hatred
That
Spread
Them Apart
I Know
Not
What
I Do
Know
Is
They Stay
And Stand
Far
Enough
To Form
A Shape
Of
How We
Really
If We
Sick
Together
But Awlast
It Is
A Lonely
Uncherished
World
Full
Of How
Bright
Money
Can
Shine
In And
Out
Of The Sky
And Our
Eyes
Don't
Look
For
The Right
Of
The Greater
Good
That
For Which
Is Not
Gold
It
Is A
Hard
Trustful
Soul
That Is
The Key
To Life
~Words Of Wisdom~
~Paris Styron~
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
My Heart
Forever
Free
It Has
Been
A Decade
Since
The
Love
Of My
Life
Has
Been Lost
Forever
In The
Sea
With
The Seagulls
For Our
Goal
Is
To Fly
Survive
The
Waves
Of Life
I Walk
Alone
In
The Strings
Of
My Guitar
Plucking
Each
Note
Of
My Own
While
Solitude
Listens
Peace
Has
Found
Me
In
The Depths
Of Silence
~Paris Styron~
The
Moonlight
So
Bright,
Yet
So Far
Away
From
Grasp
Yet
So Close
To Our
Hearts
For It
Shines
In Our
Darkness
Letting
Us
Know
That
Hope
Is Here
In
This
Darkness
~Paris Styron~
This
Home
Forever
Flies
With
The
Seagulls,
Forever
Fly
And
Between
The
Shadows
Is Our
Hopes
And Dreams
Wish
Them
And Make
Them
Before
They
Diminish,
Fly
With
The
Stars
Before
Time
Ticks n'
Tocks
~Paris Styron~
Fly
Until
You Cannot
Fly
Nomore
You
Were
Given
The
Chance
To Fly
Use
It
My Friend
Fly
And
Survive
~Paris Styron~
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 9:29 PM UTC
Your
Always
The One
Who Held
My Pain
Deep Inside
Tamed It
As If It
Was Your Own
So It
Wouldn't **** Me
Inside
Your Heart
Knew My
Pain
Your Tears
Always
Carried
Your
And My
Sadness
Away
Depression
Was Your Middle
Name
The Wolf's Eye
Was Always
Different
Was Always
The One
Who Knew
From Same
From Different
Never Could You
Be Another
Eye
Another
Star In
The Sky
Where
My Tears
Align
In The Sky
~Paris Styron~
Your Tears
Always,
Hanged
By Sorrows
Of The Night
Grief That
Always
Grief
That Fills
Your Day
With Fear
And Illusions
That I
Can
Never Unfold
~Paris Styron~
When You
Unfold
My Note
Of Pain
You Unfold
It
With Care
That Almost
No One
Can See
Where
No One Seemed
To Care
You Almost
Could Not
Bare
My Tears
Down My
Face
With
The
Undead
On The
Ground
Where Fear
And Death
Have No
Bounds
[~Paris Styron~]
Your
Blood Always
Spoke
To Mine
Always
Fear And
Death
Made You
Bleed
Of Guilt
And Shame
You Always
Had Pain
That Would
Never
Go Away
Until
I Flew
With Your
Wings
I Noticed
They
Could Not
Fly
Without
Me
Without Hope
Without
Happiness
That Always
Lead
To Shame
And You
Died
Inside
Day By Day
Night By Night
Day By Night
You Always
Flew
In Despair
In Depression
Which Always
Kept
The Soil
Growing
And
The Graves
Crying
Your
Pain Is
My Command
I Am Used
To It
[~Paris Styron~]
The Walls
I Write
On Always
People
Look Away
In Misbelief
In Mis' Of Shame
Bloodly Paws
Always Perfume
Your Thoughts
With Guilt
Of Laughter
Of Shame
That We Cannot
Wash Away
Our Pain
Tears Always
Hanged
Never Noticed
Always
Ignored
To Be
Insane
And Left
Out Of
The Pack
Because
Your Face
Is Black
Because
Your Face
Is Worn Out
And So
Are Your
Memories
Imprinted
Never Forgotten
In The Night
You Always
Howled My
Heart
Which People
Like Poison
Darts
Cut You Down
In The End
Darts
Makes Your
Blood Run
Stale
[~Paris Styron~]
Your Childhood
Broken
Away From Peace
From Happiness
From Joy
To Despair
To Pain
To Hopeless
To Hold In
That Shame
Never Could
You Be Sane
With Yourself
Again
[~Paris Styron~]
The Tears
Drops Fill Up
Their Glasses
Worn Out Places
Worn Out
Faces
Had An Early
Of The
Daily Races
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday
Your Heart
So Black
So Black
You Never
Wanted
Worn Out
Memories
Worn Out
Faces
Of Pain
Of Sorrows
Of Grief
That Always
Bleed Away
The Day
And Bleed
Through
Happiness
And Joy
And Eats
You Away
Like Acid
It Paints
Its Name
Guilt
And Shame
You Must
Always
Be Alone
[~Paris Styron~]
Scars
Pass On
And Pain
Is The
Memory
That
Keeps
The Soul
Caring
Because
They Do Not
Want
That Scar
To Be
Another
One To Own
Their Love
One
And Be
A Hook
That Digs
Into
Their Souls
[~Paris Styron~]
Your Tears
Are Scars
That Cannot
Be
Ignored
Be
Silent
You Always
Have Stars
That
Speak Your
Name
Only One
Aligns
My Heart
My Soul
Always
Until
The End
[~Paris Styron~]
Everywhere
I Step
I Think Of
You
My Heart
Turns Into
Stone
When I See
You,
You Show Your
Delicate
Love
You Hold My
Pain
It Hangs
On A Wall
That Keeps
Me Sane
You Hold Me
Like A Child
To Keep
Me Young
Because Life
Is Too Short
For Grudges
For Stress
For Problems
The Only
Meaning In
Life
Is Love
~Paris Styron~
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 7:53 AM UTC
I Drown
In The Sorrows
Of The
Desolated
Sky
People
Wonder Why
I Am A
Loner
In The Corner
The Quiet
One
The Open
Minded
Yet Not Connectable
For Some
Reason
I Tell
The Truth
To People
That I Shortly
Know
And They
Are Great
Yet
When We
Talk
A Week
Later
They Are
Old News
Just Like
Happiness
Its Old
News
I Love
Solitude
I Am
A Lone Wolf
In My Heart
Only One
Can Join
She Can Only
Can
~Paris Styron~
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 7:32 AM UTC
Your
Pawprints
Never
Leave
My Tears
Even
If In
Ice
In
Dry Ice
Your
Tears
Unfreeze
My
Sorrows
And
You Made
Me
Have
A Purpose
To Not
To Die
In My Eyes
8 Pawprints
2 Said
"Hi"
2 Said
"How Are You"
2 Said I'm Fine
2 Said I'm Dying Inside
~Paris Styron~
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 7:23 AM UTC
If You
Listen
To Your
Heart
You Will
Follow
Your Pawprints
That Outlines
The Blood
You Leave
Behind;
Memories
Life
Isn't Just
A Game
It Is
A Creation
Beyond
Many Things
Beyond
The Unknown
Follow Your
Heart
Not In
The Eyes,
But
The Thoughts
That Come
With
An Individual
Everyone
Is A Star
That Shines
So Bright
In The Sky
To Light
Up
The Lonely
Sky
People Say
That This
World
Will End
One Day
For
Nothing
Lasts
Our Goal
Is To
Create
Explore
Survive
Love And
Enjoy
Our Lives
What More
Could We
Want
Follow
Your Dreams
For If
You Stop
Dreaming
You Have
Stopped
Living
Like Walking
Gently
In The Snow
The Feet
Carry
Your
Soul
In The Mist
Of The
Unknown
If You
Stop
You Have
Given Up
On Life
And Your
Dreams
~Paris Styron~
Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC
You Always
Held Me
With Alcohol
In A Baby Bottle
With A Pacifier
Spreaded
With Alcohol
Of Hatred
Of Pain
That A Child
Could Never
Forget
Or Change;
Your First
Impression
Was Your Last
Impression
Everytime
I Look At
You
I See Blank
Memories
Of
Something
I Could
Never Understand;
Cruelty
She Said
"I Never
Wanted
Kids"
You Wanted
Alcohol
Over Me
And So
Will It
Be
Fortunately;
You Made Me
Feel Alone
To Know
What Life
Is Like
Cruel
Beyond Comprehension;
Sometimes
The Cruelest
People
Are The Ones
To Learn From
[~Paris Styron~]
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 7:54 AM UTC
Crying
In The
Shadows
My Heart
Withers
Wilted
In
Shame
Of
My
Loneliness,
Trapped
Beneath
The Shackles
My
Heart
Rattled,
Hoping
To Find
Someone
Who
Finds
My
Pawprint
In
The
Black
Snow,
Who
Follows
Through
My
Mist
Of
Loneliness
Who
Sniffs
Who
Finds
Hope
For
Me
Emotionally
The
Honest
Ones
Who
Get
This
Message
The One
Who
Is
Honest
To
My
Face
~Paris Styron~
To
My Face
During
The
Black
Dark
Days,
Which
Leads
To
My
Tearful
Black
Tears,
Running
Somberly
Down
An Empty
Hole
Saying
"Where
Will I Go"
~Paris Styron~
My Dark
Sorrows
Grasp
My Hopes
And Dreams
Render
Them
Helpless
Tantalizing
My Emotions
With
Sorrows
And Disbelief
Perfuming
Me
With
Despair
That I
Cannot
Describe
But
With
Black
Bleeding
Tears
Running
Down
My
Face
~Paris Styron~
Sniping
One By One
The
Tones
Darkened
The Gray
Clouds,
Drooping
The Bodies
To The
Grave
The Bullets
Flying
To
Their
Victims
Precious
Light,
Farewell
My Friend
Your
Black
Rose
Diminished
In My
Heart
~Paris Styron~
~Farewell~
The Dove's
Heart
Woos
The Somberness
Of
One Soul
Leaving It
In
Ashes
Shriveled
From
Existence
Wooing
The
Woefulness,
Weeping
For
Its Victim
Dripping
Drooping
Filling
The Room
With
Puddles
Of Blood
~Paris Styron~
Her Heart
Rendered
Helpless
Between
Her
Tears
Weeping
For
Forgiveness,,
As Time
Passes
By Her
Eyes
And Her
Tears
Grow
Dimmer
Of
A Color
Known
As
Black
Then
Her Soul
Shattered
Into
A Grave
~Paris Styron~
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 9:41 PM UTC
Your Pawprints
Numbed
In The
Deep Dark
Lonely
Snow
Blood
Dripped
Down Your
Face
Into
Your Deep
Dark
Pawprint
Outline
In The Snow
And Turned
Me Into Blood
Of Beautiful
Sorrows
That Always
Leaves
My Tears
Hanged
~Paris Styron~
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 7:12 AM UTC
Your
Pawprints
Never
Leave
My Tears
Even
If In
Ice
In
Dry Ice
Your
Tears
Unfreeze
My
Sorrows
And
You Made
Me
Have
A Purpose
To Not
To Die
In My Eyes
8 Pawprints
2 Loved
2 Cared
2 Sought
2 Fought
2 Said Goodbye
~Paris Styron~
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 7:41 AM UTC
Your Eyes
Make My
Heart
Perfume
The Black
Roses
With
Heartful
Scented
Of Delight
Of Joy
Peaceful
Eyes
Listen
To The
Words
On The Ground
You Keep
Walking
My Pawprints
With Each
Step
Is A Step
Closer
To My
Heart
To My
Gold
Pawprints
Of Love
Only
One Have
Crossed
The Desolated
Snow
Of My
Sorrowful
Home
Of From
The Crave
Of Shame
"You Were
And Are
My Outline
Of My
Life
You Make
My Graves
Leave My
Sight
You Make
My Heart
Howl
In The
Night
With Pride
That I
Never Had
Until
Your Eyes
Laid
On Me
And Your
Heart
~Paris Styron~
The
Desolated
Tears
Perfumed
My Eyes
When
I Laid
Upon
Your Soulful
Eyes
Your
Tears
Followed
My Heart's
Pain
As
Did My
Tears
Hang
Yours
In The
Tomb
Of Sorrows
You Wish
To Wash
Away
The Scars
You
Show
To Me
Are
Stars
That Align
Our
Hearts
In The
Desolated
Lonely
Sky
We Were
Both
Dying Inside
~Paris Styron~
Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 4:04 PM UTC
We Are Divided
By Love And Hate
We Love
We Are Hatred
We Are The
Saviors
They Are
The Destruction
Of The World
The World It
Seems Cannot
Be Saved
Only Few Can
Save This World
Of It Once
Born With:
Honesty And
Truth
~Paris Styron~
A Stain Covers
Your Heart
That Tells You
Apart
Fueled By The Hate
Fueled By The Innocent
Of Tears
Of The Innocent
With A Thorn
In His Heart
We Sleep Our Life
Away
~Paris Styron~
People Look
At The Wolf
They See Nothing
More Than A
Deviant Than
A Waste Of Time
Waste Of Space
Like A Plant
That Is The Only
Hope For Earth
To Live Again
They Throw Me
Away And Life
Away
~Paris Styron~
When I Write
I Am Never Wrong
Of What I Feel
~Paris Styron~
At Least I
Have A Person
With The Arms
Of A Heart
~Paris Styron~
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 12:18 PM UTC
Truth Be
Told
By A Man
Of Sorrows
Told By
Depression
Told By
Scars
Pawprints
In Blood
On Walls
Filled
With Self
Hate
With Regret
Of Pain
Numbed
Pain
Perfumed
My Past
With
The Undead
Saying
Embrace
My ******
Claws
You Can
And You
Will
~Paris Styron~
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 5:47 AM UTC
I Always
Weep
In The Shadows
In The Night
Where Sorrows
Light My Moon
In The Sky
That Is Why
My Pawprints
Leave Prints
On The Moon
In Tears
Speechless
Where Our
Tears Align
With The Stars
Of Sadness
That Always
Gives Our
Hearts
Away The
Night Of
Tears
Of What
We Cannot
Stay Away
~Paris Styron~
Peaceful Moon
Tears Flow Down
The Wolf's
Eye
You Were There
When I Needed
You;
Your Wax And
Wan Change
The Vary
Night's
Prizes
Of How We Feel
We Are All
Souls
~Paris Styron~
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 7:54 AM UTC
Your Pawprints
Always
Infeceted,
Frozen,
In Pain
With Time
Never Could
Fine
The One
Like You
The Star I
Could Never
See
Again
In The Hail,
Of The Snow,
Your Pawprints
Always
Leave
A Trace
Of Pain
That I
Always
Unfold
With Care
That Horrify
Others
In Misbelief
Of The
Harash Truth
That Always
Leads To
Isolation
Because Some
Wolves
Don't Understand
That Which
Others
Would Reject
Would Savage
For Any Purpose
To Only Help
Themselves
I Look Into
Your Pain
In Your Pain
In Your Eyes
It Freezes
My Soul
And My Heart,
My Tears
Always
Washes
Away Your
That Always
Makes Us
Closer
Love Until
The End
~Paris Styron~
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 7:52 AM UTC