lone wolf

it is dark outsideI am dark insidethere is a chill in the air and it isn’t from the weatherit lives in the emptiness of this day of this yearof this lifeat the edge of redemptionI see the light that will come in the morning

pretty girl

pretty girl in a room full of peopleengaging in forced smiles and meaningless conversationsshe escapes awaya few moments of solitudeenough for a quick smoke break"peace" she thinks, for a second anywayyou make your way and ask for a lightshe obeysyou take this as an invitation to engagea few drags later,you’ve got the head high that …

the wild hunt

The Wild Huntress finds her prey the same way you find yours Through charming tales and seductive gazes She wanders day and night never blinking an eye Through giant sequoias And muddy puddles She's searching for nourishment Walking barefoot, embracing her scars and calluses She'd rather be one with Mother Nature than have pretty pedicured …