is the water in the glass? by lordvolkhark, literature
Literature
is the water in the glass?
you know its not impossible for you to have a moment where the world just catchs up to you, time slowly and you see everything and wonder why.
course most pase that off as nothing more then a thought and leave it at that.
why can't I do that, for even just a moment why can I not see the glass as half full and not something to veiw for it simple being a glass with water in it?
its not logic its simplisty staring me in the face and saying no, do I just scream and fight beat the walls and floor like a nine year old caouse I can not stop caring about why?
maybe I am just sain making me just that much more wrong then others around me, I'm
could you see it coming? by lordvolkhark, literature
Literature
could you see it coming?
could you see the truth of the pain coming?
that hard slap to the face did it sting or did you just blink it away you worthless fuck?
did you go deaf when she cried your name or did you just not want to hear the truth that you hard harmed her honestly and truly?
you a prick and you now it you worthless ass really you are some monster that, you showed her faith loving truth and you end out with a killing blow!
where are you going beyond to the rest of the world no you can't get that far would it matter its still in your mind slaming again and again to the surfce
know the truth you prick!
know what you ahve done and be honest smell
shadow figure for a hero by lordvolkhark, literature
Literature
shadow figure for a hero
Do you hear that? It my heart is it broken or just loud? Only one person could tell me that and I have yet to meet them. It so hard to forget that sound and go to sleep at night cold and alone my nest empty but full of pain. But I and only I replace that sound with music with the moans and groans of the world about me I cover my tears and walk onward. Can you hear that it your hurt it beats are in pain like me please don't cover it up like me don't forget all of this that pain needs to be let out.
Away he slips the stranger how spoke about the sounds of the heart leaving thus about him worried only for a moment and others he had touched fore
My fist bloody and pained from all the fighting scares of past losses and hardship fought long ago and won over.
After all is felt in pain and anger I well begging it to keep coming for the fight to never end.
I take the pain as joy for it means two things for me, that I am still alive and that I am wining.
That thru all what could have destroyed me and rightfully should have a have stood my ground and knowing that I still here well as ever.
Thank you to the pain in my fist and the blood on my face the bruises covering over my eyes.
Thank you for this marked world now show me what you can truly do to me because I have faced you long enou
last words 'not a true story' by lordvolkhark, literature
Literature
last words 'not a true story'
Today I stand before you knowing tomorrow we well see only half of you are brothers still among us living.
we here are one
more then just many packs but one group of wolfs it is here and now we shall end the hiding, the runing we have done for so long ago.
we shall run in the open ones more as equals to all or we shall not fear thought how can not stand in the sun.
not a single one of are enimieas shall forget facing us we shall show them the sharpness of are claws and the length of are teeth.
we shall show the strength of a wolf by fighting day and not with out stoping
and in prais of the godess we shall not fall
_____________________
Were is good without evil? what is evil without good nothing with out the other there is neither good nor evil so there well never be good without evil one well never out do the other for long and one can never stamp out the other so dose this mean good is evil and evil is good at the same time isn't that some thing to think on?
A dragon has fallen and there is a wolf a man and a bat left to morn him. This is the being of a downfall in the wolf life.
One that is full of madness anger and wrong doing mix together with the weeping for second fallen comrade.
The free one the one how walk on his own path. He lead him self down the wrong road the road that lead to sadness loneliness.
He aloud himself to be swept away from the one has how truly loved him.
So deeply was he lost down this wrong path that tool he lead him self with his heart that was now broken could no longer see the path back.
Back to the ones how loved him back to the freedom he ones enjoyed.
A dragon has fallen and there is a wolf a man and a bat left to morn him. This is the being of a downfall in the wolf life.
One that is full of madness anger and wrong doing mix together with the weeping for second fallen comrade.
The free one the one how walk on his own path. He lead him self down the wrong road the road that lead to sadness loneliness.
He aloud himself to be swept away from the one has how truly loved him.
So deeply was he lost down this wrong path that tool he lead him self with his heart that was now broken could no longer see the path back.
Back to the ones how loved him back to the freedom he ones enjoyed.
Were is good without evil? what is evil without good nothing with out the other there is neither good nor evil so there well never be good without evil one well never out do the other for long and one can never stamp out the other so dose this mean good is evil and evil is good at the same time isn't that some thing to think on?
last words 'not a true story' by lordvolkhark, literature
Literature
last words 'not a true story'
Today I stand before you knowing tomorrow we well see only half of you are brothers still among us living.
we here are one
more then just many packs but one group of wolfs it is here and now we shall end the hiding, the runing we have done for so long ago.
we shall run in the open ones more as equals to all or we shall not fear thought how can not stand in the sun.
not a single one of are enimieas shall forget facing us we shall show them the sharpness of are claws and the length of are teeth.
we shall show the strength of a wolf by fighting day and not with out stoping
and in prais of the godess we shall not fall
_____________________
My fist bloody and pained from all the fighting scares of past losses and hardship fought long ago and won over.
After all is felt in pain and anger I well begging it to keep coming for the fight to never end.
I take the pain as joy for it means two things for me, that I am still alive and that I am wining.
That thru all what could have destroyed me and rightfully should have a have stood my ground and knowing that I still here well as ever.
Thank you to the pain in my fist and the blood on my face the bruises covering over my eyes.
Thank you for this marked world now show me what you can truly do to me because I have faced you long enou
shadow figure for a hero by lordvolkhark, literature
Literature
shadow figure for a hero
Do you hear that? It my heart is it broken or just loud? Only one person could tell me that and I have yet to meet them. It so hard to forget that sound and go to sleep at night cold and alone my nest empty but full of pain. But I and only I replace that sound with music with the moans and groans of the world about me I cover my tears and walk onward. Can you hear that it your hurt it beats are in pain like me please don't cover it up like me don't forget all of this that pain needs to be let out.
Away he slips the stranger how spoke about the sounds of the heart leaving thus about him worried only for a moment and others he had touched fore
could you see it coming? by lordvolkhark, literature
Literature
could you see it coming?
could you see the truth of the pain coming?
that hard slap to the face did it sting or did you just blink it away you worthless fuck?
did you go deaf when she cried your name or did you just not want to hear the truth that you hard harmed her honestly and truly?
you a prick and you now it you worthless ass really you are some monster that, you showed her faith loving truth and you end out with a killing blow!
where are you going beyond to the rest of the world no you can't get that far would it matter its still in your mind slaming again and again to the surfce
know the truth you prick!
know what you ahve done and be honest smell
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