The people Who consider you weak Have not yet noticed The wolf Hiding behind your eyes Nor the flames Inside your soul Let them think You are weak And do what wolves and fire do best Surpise them When they least expect it. NG
My father passed away 1 year ago on this day He loved me, and i him. But it wasn't passionate in the end. He had no idea of who I really was to be honest. The day passed me like a ghost, invisible and benign. Early morning fog. Late evening dust, whipped up from the northwest wind.
I am the epitome of Wolf and Flame, My father was a drink of water.
