Shackled Wolf Staring at the Moon's Light

Silence fills this room,
Morning light escapes through the curtain on a broken rod.
Groggy, smile no teeth show.
Sleepy head; wake up, wake up.
Look around, confused, puzzled.
Desiring to know what happened,
But thing is, no one's around to let you know.

Stretching fingers, aching limbs
Grey eyes open, letting this new day in
Traces of last night between these thighs
Bites in shoulders
Muscles cry for relaxation
For rest and warm hands
To rub the pain away

Sadly the cries go unheard.
Put out of the house at a young age.
Never knowing where home is at the end of the day.
Teary eyes started out this life.
Tears lead to nothing but an emotionless exterior.
How long can I cry?
Numb I, hide my weariness on the inside.

That inside, flip it out
Wear that satin and silk for the world to see
That side not buried in cold stone
But brittle as old lace
Trace patterns in this world
Show me that side that bleeds at the pain
The pain hidden among cold stones
Show me the side tinged red with blood spilled as you cut the pain away
Cut away the past
Slice off the present
And stab at the future

Show me what you cannot hide when you are alone in the dark
All the things you hide under the stark moonlight.
Reveal your cheap little magic trick.
Take away your lighting, and all those mirrors.
What do you have left now?
Your spineless insecure, cute little self,
Try to hold me down,
Control my life, work away my esteem.
To let you own my mind via a bitter decay,
No self control, keep pushing me, as long as I stay on your leash.
Then you know, I’ll never let go.
I believe I need you, only you can take me away.
But is it freedom when I say no, but you go anyway?

A puff of colored smoke
Tinted rose
These shackles that hold you down
Are but weak plastic covered w/ foil to look as iron does
All the things that bind you to me
Broken mirrors
Ripped and stained handkerchiefs
An old top hat missing the top, just a dirty ring of black
And yet, these parlor tricks
And smoke
And flash paper is all I have left
All I have to keep you to me
A trick on your part....
Or a trick of mine?
All I’ve ever wanted was you
And so I twist smoke to show you angles
And angels
And magic once again
Moon Light: all I do to keep you to me
Moon Light: and yet you push me out the door, push me free

Freedom is all I need, but I can't let go.
All the tricks you play your silly little games.
They are the rope you have,
And with the rope I try to tie together my black, busted broken heart.
If the rope cannot hold, then what happens?
Will I turn to nothing but dust?
Blow away, become a relic of the past.
Or will I wait for the next,
The very next fool that walks up,
Thinking he is ready for this arduous task,
Let him try to rebuild that, which is broken,
Thus it no longer remains.
Let him lose his fucking mind;
My revenge will be to watch him go insane.

A fang sunk into dried flesh
Hearts broken, tied together with weak thread
Thread given made of sterling silver
A heart never mended easy
A puff of smoke
Shattered glass rains down as free I stare back at the love I had
The love I did everything to love
A love that no longer loves me
No just a thing, a bitch, no name given
No hands to sooth the hurt
To push the pain back
I gave you my silver thread
It rusted away before it left my hands
From tears I shed as broken you pushed me out of your life
I gave you my thread
But now it’s me who needs it most

For without the thread, what is there to grab when I fall into that abyss.
I’ll have nothing to look forward to,
Only a sense of lost, lonely emptiness.
Though some say that that ignorance is bliss.
I say they need a reality check.
If I can take all this in life, and feel this upset.
Then I say it’s fair that I get a fucking outlet,
So what if its marks all up and down my wrist?
What the fuck do you car if I hate myself,
And find solace in suffocation; yes a lack of air.
Please, oh please, I’m begging you,
Don’t count on me.
Look I can't support myself, so surely I’ll let you down.

YOU CAN’T LET DOWN WHATS ALREADY DOWN
What has fallen from the sky?
And scraped across cement
As shovels scrape up remains
What was up has smashed down
No thread can save me now
So go ahead and say your nap good for me
And I’ll tell you just the same
You cannot ruin what as born of ruin
You cannot kill what is dead in the inside where it counts
You cannot hurt what slashes its own wrist and neck
So what the point in your words now?
No need to hold me up now
Falling from stars and still I walk on my own
I never asked for you hands to guide me
Just be there when I needed you most
But you never wanted to be there at all
So fuck off
Go to hell
I don’t need the lies you spew
If you don’t need m this badly
Then it may be true
But I know even as I walk to yet another edge to jump
Free fall in thought and body
I’ll always love you


[Note: This piece was written by me and "Moon Light," who I believe is currently Fallen Moon here at DP and the title comes from our screen names haha.]