All that I am....
12 years ago
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Wolf picks an ancient wooden pen up off the the cold cement floor of his room. He walks over to his desk, sits down, and proceeds to open a white, leather bound book. Pressing the pen to the rough paper of the book Wolf begins to write...
the little bit of me that remains
locked in this cage
screaming silently
wishing someone could hear
praying someone would help
met with only silence
the darkness seeps in
shaping this nearly empty shell
maybe if this heart were to stop beating
the pain would finally end
and I could breathe
but I can't
I have to hold onto the hope
that one day this pain will fade
but for how much longer can I hold on
how much longer can I stay me...
locked in this cage
screaming silently
wishing someone could hear
praying someone would help
met with only silence
the darkness seeps in
shaping this nearly empty shell
maybe if this heart were to stop beating
the pain would finally end
and I could breathe
but I can't
I have to hold onto the hope
that one day this pain will fade
but for how much longer can I hold on
how much longer can I stay me...
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