left slowly dying inside
waiting on something that will never come
cut to fade away
the lone wolf is out on his nightly prowl
a heart of stone
no emotion seen.
reeling from the lies of society
beware of my impulses and mistakes I will make
with a heart full of conviction
~ D Donner ~
Drama King
Liked the wolf as anger/purpose.
Congratulations on reaching 400 poems posted. Cool. slc.
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Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces