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Literature Text
Time goes by,
and Im forgotten,
left to those who would hurt me.
Taken away,
and shown all that is lost to me,
while ending all that is me,
slowly drifting in the sea.
And yet here I am,
kept alive,
to be put in the ring.
Like a bird,
trapped in a cage,
forced to sing.
Forced to fight for my life,
even as I prayed,
to never hurt anyone.
Yet the sound of the jeering laughs,
fills my ears with pain,
and my heart with hate,
for everyone.
All I can hear,
in this place,
is the calls of disappointment,
failure, weakness,
and even murderer.
Feel like a wolf,
stolen from his home,
forced to fight,
his own kind,
just to live to embrace,
a darkness darker,
than any wonderers.
Left to accept,
all his pain,
and hate into his heart,
till the jeers feel like a caress,
down his back.
It seemed to whisper,
enticingly to the wolf in me,
trailing its fingers,
almost lovingly,
along his back,
urging me,
to attack.
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