Wolf In The Mirror

Alone in a world of wolves,
And,
I’m just a dog with bone that would.
But,
Why bark at a pack with ribs exposed to an eye that’s full!
Of hunger and rage,
Left unsatisfied without slumber and grace.
Salivating to revitalize my life by making up for many blunders and pain,
Others felt from all of it…

Accountability.
The cost of pointing fingers mean I’d lose direction in a land lawless of all things.
For bank rolls regardless of falling,
Head over heels for a dream out of reach from their palms,
Despite of their herculean efforts.
Same as I,
Once upon a time!
Leading me to be unruly within eras of life where peace should’ve been in mind before any kind of terror,
Conjured in a conscious once rarely aware of itself without a drop of,
Distilled Vodka every time I went broke over pot,
Some heifers’ I should’ve left behind before hitting Rock Bottom.
So!
Convinced that I’d escape a ring of horror where it all repeats until I was crisped by the fire!
It produces while I try to get some sleep…

Outbursts are too easy to have,
Aren’t they?
An insidious moment is what they inevitably become to a tongue hideous with its Word…

It’ll haunt you.
It’ll curse you.
It’ll mock you!
Everywhere you go until you fit within a mold!
An outline of smoke where your life comes to a close,
As you fade away into the,
Unknown…
Whatever that may be to you…

But.
Those moments?
All they do is dissipate.
Along a life losing its breath faster every second you sit and waste,
Second guessing every step,
Ending up assimilating what you see instead of stepping back a bit to reevaluate!
What your heart truly feels…

Think about it once more.
When you pick up that drug,
Is it really what your heart is calling for?
Or,
The grin Sobriety provides in which your pain conceals?
Is it really every wolf seen foaming at the mouth,
Or,
Is it you that you have a problem with anytime you look into a bedroom mirror that reveals,
Who you are in the first place?
…

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P.S.

If you haven’t heard it from anybody lately, I love you. God loves you. And your internal pain is nothing to laugh at. Peace & love, God bless ❤