I'M Crying Wolf Poem by Tj Murray

I'm crying wolf
By: TJ Murray

Even when I was young,
The beast inside let me destroy.
Sentiment and love were things not meant to be clung
Even though I was still a little boy.

The wolf never let me create anything beautiful,
Only tear down others dreams.
I never could feel anything very meaningful,
Because this animals hate was bursting at the seams.

In my teens it only got worse,
I found myself enjoying its growl.
I felt like being angry was my natural course,
And it was then I fully embraced my howl.

For so long I thought the wolf could never feel,
Besides the anger and hate I thrived on.
But in a sudden moment I felt him kneel,
All because of a face that made him meet his dawn.

There she stood,
A fox, a trickster, a vixen.
She seemed to do what no one else could,
She made the wolf listen.

I felt him putting away his hate,
I felt him put away his anger.
I saw the many beautiful things I could now create,
And that beauty was our new hunger.

I owe it all to this girl,
She tamed the beast in me.
Between her fingers, my fur she'll twirl,
And now we're together, as beautiful as can be.