An emo furry who uses angsty poetry to describe the feelings I otherwise struggle to convey.
Bluesky, Instagram: @StellaWolfPoetry
Artwork by Krinh on Discord
Most people start with white in chess because they think playing first gives them an advantage. I start with black so I can use destruction spells and play pieces from my graveyard.
26 and counting.
I thought I'd found my home about a dozen times by now.
But alas... the search continues.
At least I can say that I've found a close, loving few to join me in the venture.
Happy Birthday, Stella. You haven't lost yet; don't you dare fucking start.
If we find purpose in collecting treasures owned,
Or a purchase of pretentious things in gold,
Then the curtains represent mere closing loans.
But if worthiness is protecting those we know,
Then pertinence is nourishing their lows.
It's times like this where I stare blankly at this abyss as it persuades me.
Mind eclipsed, capitulating, my consciousness appears forsaking.
Excerpt from my poem "Lunar Limerence". You can read the rest here: https://t.co/hqMYyZWiXf
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What better time to acknowledge your gratitude than when you're lying down and doing nothing else?
You can find more of my poetry & philosophy at: https://t.co/IsgxNvpQNJ
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I try so hard to be kind, but the fact remains; I was raised by someone who's morals were skewed, and I inherited their ability to manipulate.
I try so hard to use that black magic for good, but it's still black magic.
I was one for whom peace was never a viable discourse.
My body and I seem to fight a lot.
My mind grows tired as my body rots.
My joints and nerves are all bot shot.
I try to help her, but she helps me not.
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"I could limp down the yellow brick road, follow everyone and do as I'm told.
I could live at the end of my rope, and break my back just to store all my silver and gold.
But when it's all said, and it's all done, what would there be left to show?" - Mitchel Dae
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My heart was broken, and the shards were cutting ever deeper. But then you placed your hand on my chest and mended the pieces before arranging them in the shape of your name.
From my poem "All In Due Time My Love". You can read the rest here: https://t.co/oLPjJq58fw
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No matter what you believe, you are either the result of millions of years of evolution or the creativity and imagination of God himself. So when they tell you that you can do anything... it's not lightly.
You can find more of my poetry at: https://t.co/IsgxNvpQNJ
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