09-15-2018, 05:22 PM
rage settles deep in your bones and rattles war cries every time you move . you are a god in mortal skin . a blessing unto this earth by the realms above , where the ancestors walk and you dare not think . but they made a mistake . . .
these mortals think you savage .
these gods gave you a mind , missing all the right parts to fully grasp it .
you're left gasping between unsteady claws .
until that patience wears thin , until rage is all you have left.
the thing is-
nothing washes away entirely. Old wounds scar the body; the mind. You are lost looking at plucked feathers and shaking talons.
the thing is -
somedays, the blood does not bother you, and you can hunt without flinching - without waiting for the voice's croon of aprroval, can ignore the static rising with your anger until it consmes you.
But
There are times it matters, times it is all you know-
so you shake, and you cry, and you drown yourself in the static - because sometimes, the hurt you know, is better than trying to pretend you're better than before.
these mortals think you savage .
these gods gave you a mind , missing all the right parts to fully grasp it .
you're left gasping between unsteady claws .
until that patience wears thin , until rage is all you have left.
the thing is-
nothing washes away entirely. Old wounds scar the body; the mind. You are lost looking at plucked feathers and shaking talons.
the thing is -
somedays, the blood does not bother you, and you can hunt without flinching - without waiting for the voice's croon of aprroval, can ignore the static rising with your anger until it consmes you.
But
There are times it matters, times it is all you know-
so you shake, and you cry, and you drown yourself in the static - because sometimes, the hurt you know, is better than trying to pretend you're better than before.
made by wisker
I LET THE ANGER GO—
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE