WidowWolf

What Is Left of Me I went away for a while, let the world pull me in Let the job and pay and repetitive days fill a void The problem I found was I forgot what it was, what was this void that needed filling? Walk down the aisle, climb the ladder, grab the box and repeat, what is this void? Clock in for lunch clock back in then out for the day, what is this void I say? This void is me. The void is what happened when I forgot how to be creative When I stopped being able to take risks When I became so comfortable with what I was doing I forgot what I am. I'm a person. A poet. A weight lifter. I have let myself fall into a routine that

This is What it Took to Survive (What it takes from You) One part faith, two parts hate A mix of life, love and desperation. I sold my dreams as slowly as I could. Until all I had left was the ink on that blank white page. I took the hits, the marks, the dents in the walls. Paid with my spirit and my soul and whatever else came along. I hid wherever I could, school, a book, a bully, wherever I could! I took hits, threw punches, got thrown to the ground Laughed in their face as pain was the only sound to be found Laughed at the fact they couldn't take it away, cause' in all my desperation... I kept the ink. Kept the black ink on th

Let the rain fall And fall into it; Let the rain take you away. Away from this world; This plane of dispair. Let yourself fade to gray. Disappear into the tears Of the sky's heavenly bodies; And let your soul fade away. Show no fear In your tear And let your body rest. Fade away, Night and day, 'Till nothing is left. Let the rain fall And consume you; Let it shield you from man. Away from their eyes; The glare of their stare. Keep yourself hidden from view. Let it fade; Their hate, Their scorn. Let it fade to gray. Night and day; Let it fade... Let it fade... Let it fade. 'Till no sign, Rain or shine, Remains to haunt you.

Effort Pain is unreasoning . Uncaring. It doesn't care about your goals. Doesn't care as your knee buckles yet again under the strain. It remains as you lay upon a cold gym floor in the early morning. Isn't moved by your cries of effort to complete another rep. Won't respond to your prayers to let your knee work a little longer. It simply waits for you. Here's the trick. You are stronger then your pain.

I woke up. I woke up this morning, trembling and sad My heart beating hard, trying to stand I woke up this morning I want you to know I don't have aspirations like you have known All I know is how to stand To take a hit and just keep going I'm a dim light bulb in a bright room just trying to make my last stand Only aspirations I've had are the one's given me by the back of another mans hands I don't know what it's like To have something that drives you forward that you take because it's your light All know is to fight, to take blows, to push forward To take another hit, keep fighting, stand up because you there I want to be like

Hey there... Could I, umm... Uhh, ask you a... A question...? Can... can I ask you... Can I ask what I mean to you? A selfish question, I know... But... I know... I know what you mean to me. You are my everything. You are the stars That light up my night. The sun that livens my day. You are the warmth That I feel On a cold winter's day. The cool breeze Blowing on Through the heated summers. The bundle of joy And smiles... Of sadness And tears... Of loving And caring... And of beauty And grace. You are the girl I long to see, Day after day. The one thing That I can't smile without. You are the girl Who completes me. The girl I love, The

The Moon. Hovering above, a silent watcher for the sun An astral light projected from the heavens Watching over the members of the night The quiet ones Those who pad forth and open their harks to the sound of the world Who feel her slumber beneath their feet The winds tenderly sweeping through their fur They raise their heads to her call And howl to the moon. They raise voices to let the wind carry them To let the world know We are still here Call to her brothers and sisters As she falls from the heavens to rest upon the clouds Call to her As you wake from stupor to live your lives Call to her So she may light your way in th

Bury it Deep Seething hatred of self A burning of hope leaving you without the remains of love Driving nails into your soul The lack of recognition of what remains of the soul A cold depth of bottomless grey Oh how I remember you Scars I couldn't reveal to the world if I cut them out myself Bloodless marks of your endless touch upon me You have marked me for life in a way none will know None but those you have shared the barbed edge of that blade with We remain The remains We bury deep what you did to us And it does not matter For we remain The remains

Soul, Mind and body. The soul The mind The body We all have a place to hide For those that were beaten we hide in the recesses of the mind The corners of our imagination For those who find words being used against them we hide in the body Cutting lines of red or throwing fists in anger But what about the soul? For those that are beaten in mind and body, where can you hide? Because the soul feels all. Every cut, every bruise is felt against the soul. Every unkind word, grinding down. Where can they hide?