Identity

We take a piece of each other, day by day. What matters is what we are willing to give. What will we provide to those around us? Will we be the harbinger of fear, anger, frustration? Will we be the givers of life, happiness, joy? Everything we are, is absorbed into the ones we love, but what is it that you see coming from them, do you see something you are proud of, or something you can’t even face? Think about that, are you the change you want to see around you? Or are you just another leaf on the branch, another crack on the street, another cloud in the sky? What do you want to be?

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Wolf in Sunrise

I’m in deep

Four drags deep into my cigarette

The sun already peeking over the eastern Nevada mountains

It’s almost five in the morning and I’ve been up all night long.

Yet I still have time for this cigarette and some thoughts.

Besides, who said I was tired anyways.

Physically, no.

Mentally, sure.

That doesn’t stop me from thinking though.

My mind feels like it’s running in a never ending marathon.

I’m far from weak at at heart.

I mean God damn.

I’ve been fighting sadness for years it seems.

I’ve never given up, not in what feels like ages at least.

I’ve grown into a strong young man, with the mind of an old sailor,

Not to mention a heart of a wolf.

Like every wolf, I lick my wounds when I have to, hell, whenever I have the time, but I’m always pushing forward.

Always on the hunt.

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A wolf in youth

Dark as the night

Black like the sun

Born for the fight

Wont die till it’s done

Cause lord knows

I live for the hunt

Play songs by a fire

Sleep around for the fun

You see I’m all about living

So I only travel as one

Cause I’d rather have tiny bites

Than beg for your crumbs

I’ll sleep with one girl

Move on when we’re done

If you don’t know who you are when we fuck

Then I might as well run

Cause I know who I am

Never questioned myself, not even once

So I won’t give you all I have

I won’t live like a bum

So I’ll keep on rolling

Vagabond with no home

Till I find my own pack

All alone I will roam.

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wolfishsoul:

Lions, bears, elephants. They are all bigger and stronger than the wolf. But have you ever seen wolf playing in the circus?

wolfishsoul:

Lions, bears, elephants. They are all bigger and stronger than the wolf. But have you ever seen wolf playing in the circus?