A wolf in sheeps clothing
Not always obvious to the eye
Cunning and inventive
Cleverly disguised
No sharp gnarly teeth showing
Nor evil grin
The fluffy white exterior
Portrays saintly without sin
The cute soft sheeps clothing
Conceals a hidden lie
Look closely and see
The deceit in a wolfs eyes!
Who actually put you in charge
Of telling others what they should do
In your passive aggressive manner
When others don’t share your view
It’s all light hearted fun you profess
Though that is not the case
It’s about you feeling superior
Putting others in their place
You speak about anti bullying
Which is really quite the joke
As you yourself are a bully
Behind a mask and cloak
You have your band of merry men
Who are of the same mentality
Who come out from the wood work
To form your gang of bullies
You are a wolf in sheeps clothing
If I see it ….I’m sure others do
Just mind your own business
“That is my point of view”!!
You came to me. So gentle and kind. Soft fur and wounded eyes. You showed me your scars, and I showed you mine. It brought us closer, for I understood the black sheep. I tried to lead you out of the dark. Show you how to live in the light. I lead you out, though it took some time. Your fur was changing, from black, to grey, to white. Only your face remained dark. Maybe to signify that you would always carry with you where you came from. And everything you overcame. I accepted you how you were, to me it was beautiful. Until one night, I had a nightmare. I dreamt that the black fur on your face wasn't fur at all, but a mask. Under that mask were red eyes, dark as blood. Long sharp teeth that snarled at me when I got close. And long pointed ears that laid flat against your head. You lunged at me, tearing at my flesh. I tried to wake myself up from this nightmare, only to realize that I was already awake. But by the time I realized it, it was too late. You had already torn me to shreds.
She thought they were in love
Because he said all the right things
He was almost too good to be true
The consummate gentlemen
He was compassionate and gentle.
Taking his time with her,
Grooming her softly,
She bought into the fantastic love he offered.
Unfortunately, he was the worst kind of psychopath,
Secluding her from her family and friends
The second they were married,
Spending the rest of her life trying to squelch her light.
The wolf.
The serpent.
Tempt me.
Leave me undone.
A kiss that brings me to my knees.
Destroying me completely everytime.
Shatter my world and put the peices back together in a new way.
The wolf in sheeps clothing has come to take me, tricking me with sly movements.
Mesmerizing me with a twisted dance.
I'm enthralled by the lights but it's all an illusion.
Trying to tame me might be the death of you..
I fear death.
True love is death.
Loneliness is worse.
So I sit here and await for true love to find me and kill me...
Betrayed by my lost love.
Who left us behind in the dust.
Met him a church a wolf in sheeps clothing.
My guidable heart fell for his tricky ways.
My heart is lost.
How can it be found.
Its distant and cold as a stone.
You left us to fend for ourselves,
you left us behind in the dust.
How can my heart be found.
Ten years have gone by since my daughter was born.
She filled my heart with Joy.
A sadness forever remained I never looked for love again.
I focus on life, my love for God. My heart has been healed
by past lost of love.
The dust has settled, I left him behind.
I found my purpose in my daughter of mine.
My heart is found.
My love abounds.
My soul spread its wings to heaven above.
With my God's mercy and love.
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we found shelter
the warm rain fell
the shepherds in the field
pride before the fall
everyone listens
but nobody hears
stand before the crowds
venom sprayed
and laughs out loud
pride before the fall
he is held just above
knows the write words
for he knows all
pride before the fall
low to the ground stalks
his prey , for one is enough
to eat all day
when the rain flees
clouds dissolve
the sons light shines
on this predator
blood stained he smiles
for us forgiveness
is key sunday he
will be out to devour
without thought it goes on
till everything is gone
pride before the fall
Scatter my existance,
back into the land.
Free this soul,
where life.
Once had a hand.
Let the element's,
take me
Wherever, it may be.
For this isnt,
The final destination,
but the begining of a journey.
Free me from this bondage,
a cage that cant be seen.
My heart will ache no longer,
as love takes me to your glory.
Release me from this sadness,
sorrow, fear & pain.
As heathens soon take over,
there greed is planted in the sand.
Soothe me with your comfort,
for here on earth is nothing to gain.
Guide me in your light,
stregnthen me in your plan.
No longer blinded,
I do see. In only your presence,
is where I want to be
Please forgive me for my sins,
when darkness was within.
As faith seemed so dimmed,
your mercy kept me living.
Shelter me from, the wicked,
as the wolf in sheeps clothing begin
Give me, knowledge and guidance,
as they run rampede in this domiinion.
Never leave my side,
please hear my prayers & plea,
Stay close to me dear lord.
I leave all my love, to thee.
im not looking for anger
im not looking for grief
im looking for respect
in a lonesome sheath
of wisdom without knowing
a wolf in sheeps clothing
why do u think i dye my hair
im taking over one way or another
so to be blonde
it makes the men stare
ive been brunette
they r stareing else where
so girls get youre poses
the prettiest girl knows this
the men think they r chosen
but women know
their men are frozen
Forsaken and forgotten
I ponder the meaning of love
Is it something everlasting?
That's ordained from up above?
Or is there a hidden meaning
Something impossible to obtain
Is it only meant to cause us sorrow?
Endless heartache and pain?
A broken heart keeps beating
Though it is no longer alive
Supplying blood, it's only purpose
So that our organs will survive
Love is just a four letter word
But so is hate and fear
Isn't it strange that all three of these
Will cause our eyes to tear?
The world keeps right on moving
While you are standing still
Not aware of your surroundings
You've forgotten how to feel
It's a wolf, in sheeps clothing
An Illusion no more no less
The thought that love, is everlasting?
Is only wishful thinking, at best
He masquerades as an angel of light
That's who the devil is
So be very, very careful
He will betray you with a kiss.
He walks around like a roaring lion
To devour you for himself
He'll tempt you with all kinds of riches
And promise you much wealth.
The devil wants to lead mankind
Lead us all astray
And pollute our minds with sin and lies
A place where he can play.
The cross is a place of victory
The devil knows that well
That's why he wants to con mankind
And take us all to Hell.
So take great care and be on your guard
To the ones you listen to
For it could be the devil in disguise
Just carefully grooming you.
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