"No risk, no gain."

[wolven7]

Life in Fall

Winter approaches, and we
are left in the cold.
Lacking a foundation, and a base,
operations tend to be
suspect.
As the fight stretches thin,
and the amounts of time
draw near,
we are left to wonder,
within ourselves,
whether the forms and blockades,
erected around our souls,
are meant to be,
or meant to be changed.

If my blood were to fill
with the heat of the hunt,
if my eyes were to surview
the lays of the land
would my heart be elated
and beat with new joy?
Or would my mind, set to task,
fall, lost and alone?

"Is the world meant for these?"
the predators smile.
"Is my life insincere?
Are my thoughts unobserved,
or taken as madness?
Rhyming a line,
that's drowning in sadness."
He licks like the rain,
and smiles like a knife;
the bright things bring pain,
and pain is the life.
(c)Damien Williams. All Rights Reserved.

Comments

Beautiful

[(Anonymous)]

"The fire is the blood,
The blood is the life:
Can the chill of winter
Bring back the joy
Of a cold autumn night?"

"If the edge which we walk
slips to the side,
which way will we fall:
to the darkness -
or to the light?"

"Predators we are,
death runs in our blood -
the nature of the beast
we are what we are
(silence)"

*bow*

Re: Beautiful

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[atlqueenrai.livejournal.com]

my feeling exactly.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

I aim to empathise.