Note: Inspiration came to me when I noticed someone I knew had scars on their wrists. I'm very much aware that people cut as a form of therapy or to get attention. It kind of hit me, how much I dislike what some people turn to in hopes of solving whatever issues are going on in their life. Poem time!
Deceit - A Wolf in Sheep's Skin
Deceit.
But defeat is black.
When pain becomes your light,
It has conquered. It has won.
How does it feel…
To want to die?
What is it like…
To have no tears to cry?
When did you give up the will to live?
Where does the hurt of no hope…
…finally end?
Is that all you can feel…
…Anymore?
-Your own inflictions?
Crimson blood,
Along your wrist.
Gashes across
Your vein.
Does it end your pain?
Do not submit.
Do not give in.
Evil wears a mask,
The wolf is in his guise.
Can you see past the lies?
---Constructive Criticism appreciated---
Deceit - A Wolf in Sheep's Skin
Deceit.
The mask evil wears.
Hideous lies, so beautiful to our eyes.
Deception.Hideous lies, so beautiful to our eyes.
The sheep skin is on.
A wolf prowling as the lamb.
The truth is dark,A wolf prowling as the lamb.
But defeat is black.
When pain becomes your light,
It has conquered. It has won.
How does it feel…
To want to die?
What is it like…
To have no tears to cry?
When did you give up the will to live?
Where does the hurt of no hope…
…finally end?
Is that all you can feel…
…Anymore?
-Your own inflictions?
Crimson blood,
Along your wrist.
Gashes across
Your vein.
Does it end your pain?
Do not submit.
Do not give in.
Evil wears a mask,
The wolf is in his guise.
Can you see past the lies?
---Constructive Criticism appreciated---