Easing the Soul

Wulfman Adventures

I use to be a man of Gothic taste.

Lack of emotion, a face of stone

and desert eyes.

Events in life has caused me

to turn within.

Times I would put aside the mask

and show my goofy self.

Most times not allowing love

or sun shine.

I woke up singing along with the radio

this morning.

Meaning the scars on the spirit are


The child doesn't cry tears but

remains silent.

A trait I still carry, a silent wolf

pawing through life.

Carrying me back to the love I have found.

Alas, bringing peace to the tormented


Author's Notes/Comments: 

December 19th of 2012

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