Caged
By bloodwolf
My life spirals out of control
Further down to the rabbit hole
The abyss of life has its grasps
The voice of death has lost his rasp
My thoughts are swirled in a damaging rage
For the wolf should never be caged
His howls beckon to a new dawn coming
Once let loose, you better start running
His claws miss the sensation of the hunt
Its funny to see what grows from the runt
Forever trapped in his own head
The only escape is when he's dead
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Copyright 2015 bloodwolf
Published on Sunday, October 4, 2015.
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A former member wrote:
This is a great poem. I have a of of my own rage inside. This explains rage in a beautiful way. Great write. :)