Daily Archives: July 31, 2022

Flying wolves don’t follow

You hide behind a rider, riding in the night

You dream of wolves a flying but they are in your soul tonight

You dream of being a cowboy, you dream that you are the king

But I know that in your heart, there is a girl who softly sings

Why, oh why did you leave me?

Why, oh why indeed?

You left me for a dream and then you ignored me

Why did you leave me?  When we were really strong?

Why did you turn away, what did I do wrong?

I say, it wasn’t you it was completely me

I wanted to let you go, so that you could be free

I couldn’t let you see the path that I have now took

Because if you saw the truth, your soul will be shook

You are delicate and fragile; this road is not for you

You have no idea of the dangers if I spoke to you

So please keep away from me, don’t hide behind a mask

I know it is hard for you, but please do this task

For I ride with devils, that will tear your soul apart

Please do not save me, for it will break your heart

Now my song is over, I hope you’ve heard me well

Just keep away from my life because you’ll fall as well

I don’t need a saving, because I am in the right place

I know it’s dark and hellish and full of disgrace

But I need you to stay right where you are

Because you’re far prettier without a scar

So listen to my song

Listen hard and know

That you shouldn’t be around me, so now please go

This was written as a country western song, but it was also written for a friend. Unfortunately we had to part ways because we weren’t good for each others mental health – but some people cling to hope, when there is none. Sorry.

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Foolhardy witches

The curses of humanity is numerous without the curses of the witches who avenge their broken egos

A few harsh words to remind them they are not gods divine

They salivate over the truth; I drink their blood like wine

They try to destroy me but I live forever on

Because I am not like a pretentious mortal who just sit back doing wrong

I’m the real deal honey, so away with your curse; it takes twelve years for it to reverse

How do you feel now?  Do you feel your age?

Do you wish now that you and I never engaged?

I do too, for different reasons than yours, you was so promising but like a fool you curse your mentors

I laugh as I watch you squirm with my words, now you realise that your actions are absurd

I hope you have learned your lesson well

I am still your mentor so show and tell!

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